[ while david can be a sneakier person than anybody his size has any right to be, that doesn't really apply when he thinks he's about to make a short trip to crotus prenn and ends up just barely spotting a slight disturbance on the forest floor. he crouches to confirm a hunch, and if he wasn't being watched before, the way he curses and hisses an annoyed "of course" would certainly catch the attention of any nearby nosey bitches. ]
[ he's done his level best to avoid evan since, well since before their last conversation. the whole... rope thing was just. the final straw for him. he feels like he's been navigating around evan's bullshit mostly successfully this whole time, and in some small ways that have been adding up, has been giving up pieces of his own comfort and boundaries just for what? the luxury of fucking a man? he can almost hear his mother's voice in the back of his head whenever he thinks about it. ]
[ whatever. david would much rather continue not to deal with evan, but he'd also like to get something useful done while he's out here, so he makes the decision to see if skull merchant has anything worth taking. carefully makes his way through the treeline to the estate to her hunting cabin. he might get the sensation of being watched, the hair raising on the back of his neck, but whenever he glances around he sees nothing. hard to tell if it's paranoia or an actual person, so david just forges ahead. ]
[ until ghost face starts to change positions and david immediately whips around on the spot to try and track where he's moving to. no idea what made the fucker move, he can't see or hear evan from where he is, but once he thinks he's got a good idea where he's moving, david starts to carefully walk in the same direction. ]
Dyin' for another go around, are you?
[ voice raised, just to make sure that asshole knows he's been seen. ish. it's gotta be that prick, nobody else sneaks around this place that much as far as he knows. ]
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[ he's done his level best to avoid evan since, well since before their last conversation. the whole... rope thing was just. the final straw for him. he feels like he's been navigating around evan's bullshit mostly successfully this whole time, and in some small ways that have been adding up, has been giving up pieces of his own comfort and boundaries just for what? the luxury of fucking a man? he can almost hear his mother's voice in the back of his head whenever he thinks about it. ]
[ whatever. david would much rather continue not to deal with evan, but he'd also like to get something useful done while he's out here, so he makes the decision to see if skull merchant has anything worth taking. carefully makes his way through the treeline to the estate to her hunting cabin. he might get the sensation of being watched, the hair raising on the back of his neck, but whenever he glances around he sees nothing. hard to tell if it's paranoia or an actual person, so david just forges ahead. ]
[ until ghost face starts to change positions and david immediately whips around on the spot to try and track where he's moving to. no idea what made the fucker move, he can't see or hear evan from where he is, but once he thinks he's got a good idea where he's moving, david starts to carefully walk in the same direction. ]
Dyin' for another go around, are you?
[ voice raised, just to make sure that asshole knows he's been seen. ish. it's gotta be that prick, nobody else sneaks around this place that much as far as he knows. ]