Snippet #1911429

Crow looked at all the people there in silence. First of all, that Miki girl must have been insane if she thought be was going to simply follow her orders like some sort of puppy dog. Now, to be honest, the boy wasn't particularly interested in having light, since his eyesight in the dark was good already, so he shrugged when the girl said to take the lights from the Shikenkan. Instead, his mind drifted completely when he girl started doing her thing. Whatever that was.  

His mind started to wonder. His life in the Shikenkan had its difficulties, but it had its charms. So was it really all just thought up? It was all just some meagre dream to pass the time? How ridiculously stupid.

The boy's attention started to drift back into the room, being greeted by the smell of blood. Considering the fact he lived on the streets for a while, that was a smell which he was used to. Unlike some others, the smell never made him nauseated or something, thank goodness. He looked at the girl, staring at the piles of weapons. He couldn't really see anything he really liked, so he jest stood still. However, he walked over to the small bottles in the box which Miki had just opened and his hand plunged in taking the one with the silvery colour on the inside. He looked at it in the dim light of the Shikenkans, and revelled at the beautiful crystal ball, dangling in the centre. It reminded him of those foggy days where he'd just sit at home and watch TV, not another care in the world. And finally, his eyes caught sight of something.

Guns. A small pile of them, hiding under the daggers and knifes. There were two there which made him most interested, however, and his hand run along the iron guns, his eyes sparkling wildly. He'd finally found something he could use, something he actually knew how to use, and it made him happy. The guns were matching, except for one small difference. The cross running down the guns were different colours; one was a light silver and the other was ruby red. He stood in a perfect shooting position, aiming at where he believed the door to be,  before resting and looking at the others.

"The door's there, I think." he said, opening the bottle around his neck and letting the liquid from his Shikenkan flow into the small bottle, watching it happen. His eyes looked around, before closing the lid when his Shikenkan was three-quarters empty, and flipped the guns in his hands.

"So, are we going or what?" Crow said, his eyes sparkling like the liquid in his necklace charm, probably due to the fact he could actually do something with those weapons. After all, even guns are technology, even of they aren't the electronic kind.

(Short post, sorry!!!)