in the middle of the night
11-17-2014, 09:23 PM
The smell of decay once again reached his nose but Valentine, being indifferent to death and its by-products, merely lengthened his stride and stepped over what little of the corpse blocked his path. He was so desensitized to it that he remained absorbed in his memories and forgot to point it out to Rhythm. Her stumble into him caught him completely by surprise. The squeal she made as she touched the corpse was enough to draw his attention, but not enough to clue him into what was happening. Her weight, though far inferior to his own, was enough that when coupled with his surprise and her positioning succeeded in forcing him to the ground on the opposing hip. Unless Rhythm acted quickly, it was likely that she'd follow him to the ground, possibly even landing on top of him. Valentine allowed his lower half to pivot on the ground (his back limbs rolling to the side occupied by Rhythm) so that the force of his fall dissipated along his frame. For a moment he was silent as he took in what had happened. When it all made sense he laughed, the sound booming off the walls around them and surrounding them in mirth. "Speaking" -- "Thinking" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.