and I thought we couldn't get anymore fucked.(closed to Da Boss, and Ember_Fangs)

by **Arcana** September 14th 2011, 4:57 pm

Sean sighed, leaning against the back of the boat,as far away from the others as possible. Nerves still somewhat potent from the earlier experience. All he wanted to do right now was forget the whole experience, and just move on. Though he just couldn't, especially since for some odd reason he imagined the same fate happening to him everytime he closed his eyes. So he tried not to close his eyes longer than a blink, just gazing up into the green tinted sky, with a mute curiosity. Why was it green like that, though he just attributed it to some gas. Docks slowly, but surely coming into veiw, where they would get out of this swampy hellhole. Smoking rubble of the oil pumps smoldering in the backdrift. Scarletta had reduced them to a burning, smoldering ash. It was both a frightening, and great display. Though at the moment he didn't even want to look at her, let alone think of Scarletta.

She had decided to point out his one weakness, as if it were common knowledge. So he would just have to deal with them, and hopefully go off on his own way soon enough. Maybe he could find someone else he knew here, maybe his mother? Much better than the other parent, if he could even call him that. Slowly the boat stopped at the docks, porting. Sean quickly stepped off, throwing the life jacket to the ground. It hitting the wood with a light thud, as his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding area. Eyes narrowing into slits, as he though over what to do. Not an idea came into his mind for a second, just to do something. With a sigh, he pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it quickly, as he took a deep drag. Held between his index, and middle finger.

Sean could swear something was looking over them. Something predatory, as if it wanted to move. To act, and kill them. A primal feeling, though it was just a hunch. Usually though, hunches proved right for him."Damn, this place doesn't feel right at all." Sean muttered to himself as he blew out a small curling cloud of grey. It was then that he heard some thing that could only be described as a loud crunch, the breaking of something. No, it was something large running, a flash of something large charging at him. Sean cursed, as he quickly forced his body to move, legs putting all the force into a jump. Claws tearing away the hem of his shirt, carresing his skin, but not breaking it. The inhuman creature made a sound almost like a gutteral roar, and leapt back. Before it feel into the water, all with an amazing speed. Yep, he was fucked.