undead friends arise to terrorize and plunder
hermes
12-23-2022, 12:36 AM
There's something a bit wild in Jack's eye as she sets her sights on the Briar. What a weird place, all filled with stickers and pokers and whatever else. Briars. Right, briars and brambles and whatever else. With seemingly no way around it, looks like she'd have to go through. No worries, no matter, no cares in her mind. Without a second thought, the antihero stepped straight into the briar patch. It was midday and she'd probably be able to find her way back around home before evening... probably. Something like that. A twinkle in her eye and a soft hum in her throat, she managed to find her footing on a path that had absolutely been made for someone much smaller. That was fine. Though she occasionally got caught up or snagged, there was really no going back now. All she could do was plow forward, which was really just Jack's motto in life overall. No cares, plow forward. No cares... plow? Damnit man, get your head out of the gutter. The antihero tossed her head, shaking it, trying to clear it. It wasn't long before she became acutely aware of the tangle that had formed in her tail, and the other at her shoulder. Shit, the prickers were actually starting to hurt. Thankfully, it wasn't too much longer before she came upon a bit of a break in the brambles. With a sigh, she settled on her haunches in the small clearing, making to pick away some of the offending foliage. Jack O’Malley looking half a corpse and half a god |
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