Drake didn’t trust the looming shadow. Or maybe he was a bit intimidated by it. Whatever the reason, it didn’t change his guarded expression or tense posture. He looked ready to fight if necessary. There was no way in hell he was going down here, not when he had people at home awaiting his return. He always returned - always.
Sneaky little Liberty fuckers!
The word Liberty rang in the boy’s head, his eyes widening in shock. Suddenly his attention was no long on those he was among, but rather they had sharply moved to lock onto Kora, as well as his entire body which had turned to face her direction. Silver eyes jumped from her hair color to her uniform, and then to the Erubesco insignia on her outfit.
Why? Why was Erubesco here?
They couldn’t have followed him, right? No, they had no reason to follow one Wastelander. Surely there was something more to this. But he was in danger, this much was clear. Natural enemies, a faction member vs. a resistance member.
Drake’s hands were glowing blue now. He wasn’t, by any means, a threat, not yet. He appeared to be in a defensive stance and seemed a tad… nervous. He wasn’t sure he could take the berserker by himself. The boy usually had his allies to back him up, but now he was alone. Or… was he? These people had helped him, after all… Maybe they would…?
No. He couldn’t rely on that. Drake would stand his own ground, at least for now.
Sneaky little Liberty fuckers!
The word Liberty rang in the boy’s head, his eyes widening in shock. Suddenly his attention was no long on those he was among, but rather they had sharply moved to lock onto Kora, as well as his entire body which had turned to face her direction. Silver eyes jumped from her hair color to her uniform, and then to the Erubesco insignia on her outfit.
Why? Why was Erubesco here?
They couldn’t have followed him, right? No, they had no reason to follow one Wastelander. Surely there was something more to this. But he was in danger, this much was clear. Natural enemies, a faction member vs. a resistance member.
Drake’s hands were glowing blue now. He wasn’t, by any means, a threat, not yet. He appeared to be in a defensive stance and seemed a tad… nervous. He wasn’t sure he could take the berserker by himself. The boy usually had his allies to back him up, but now he was alone. Or… was he? These people had helped him, after all… Maybe they would…?
No. He couldn’t rely on that. Drake would stand his own ground, at least for now.