Peter glanced up at the sky, and frowned. It would still be hours before the sun set and he could return home. Hours before he would see the Lost Boys again. He hoped they weren't getting into too much trouble in his absence. That would be a real fucking pain to deal with. He stood still, hands on his hips as he tried to decide what to do.
When the guy didn't respond, Elara rolled her eyes. "Rude," she huffed. She stood and started walking back to the main market of the town. She kicked aside one of her men laying on the ground as she did so, and spotted yet another new person. Seriously, why was her territory becoming so popular all of a sudden?
The new guy was kinda cute, with brown hair and a couple of scars. Elara scowled. She didn't need another new person around, causing trouble on her turf. She made her way over, looking annoyed.
Oliver was thankful when the woman left. He practically ignored what she had called him. It wasn’t in his interest to follow her so he turned the other way, making his way towards the more open field. Some people did see him, most of which he gave a cruel eye to.
If anything, there wasn’t anyone who could give him the life he wanted. Might as well send the useless people on their way.
(Can we maybe do a reboot on this?)
(like restart? that can be arranged)
(cool! Can I be Peter Pan again?)
(sure thing! y’all can just use the same forms if you want,, i’m rly tired rn so i’ll probs either make this later today or tmr)