New Discoveries
02-13-2014, 01:46 PM
Razo walked the shoreline in search of tide pools. The current had swept the sea away for now, and with any luck he might come across a fish stuck behind in the dips and rivets of the earth. With dedication he could crack a mussel or two, if he found a cluster, but it was often more trouble than it was worth. The taste was an indulgence he enjoyed, as was seafood in general, but he had rarely been able to enjoy it before leaving the militants. He had been scorned for enjoying anything other than bloody, red meat, and besides there had rarely been the time. Fishing was an art that took patience and delicate skill; two concepts he had not been familiarized with. So far, though, he had not found much worth his time. Luck struck him at midday, as he came upon a rather distressed looking codfish, floundering about in a pool far too small for it's respectable size. With a grin, the hulking brute lunged forward and snapped the fish up into his jaws. It fought his grip bodily, buffeting the man's face with tail and fins, and Razo skittered back from the shore line just in case it battled free of his grip. With crushed forced the man clenched his jaws, crushing it's skeletal system and organs. Slowly the thrashing calmed. Feeling proud of himself, the man turned, and came quite unexpectedly upon a fae laying just behind him. He realized then how ridiculous he must have appeared, fishing hanging from his mouth, damp now from the venture, drops falling onto the sand. He couldn't even clear his throat to relieve the awkwardness, fish-in-mouth and all. And so it was, with great awkwardness and uncertainty, that he stared. "Talk" Think "You" |