(Broken Bleu, that’s really cool! And Duskie, yes Masky is very much an ass in this. Lol.)
Patch sat on the floor, trying to catch her breath and calm her heart after that scare, when she saw Tino’s eyes momentarily flash. “Tino? Are you ok?” She asked, worried. She got up and put a hand on his shoulder. “Tino?”
He looks down at her, blinking a few times. "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?" He asks gently, his eyes concerned as he helps her stand back up. "Just caught me off guard." He smiles warmly at her and chuckles quietly. He takes a breath and tries to calm down.
"Masky where thy fuck are you?" Hoodie yells, his voice echoing off the walls as he searches for his friend.
(Oh my gosh, Hoodie, yes. Lol.)
Patch smiled as Tino helped her up. “I kinda want to skip the dungeons after that. Why don’t we head out to the pool?” She asked, trying to keep from shaking. “Gods, that surprised me…” she mumbled under her breath.
Masky was strolling through the halls, having slowed down after getting a good distance away from the library and was thinking hard about how he could get to that new girl when he heard a familiar voice shouting for him. He groaned, “I’M RIGHT FUCKING HERE HOODIE!” He yelled. Then he leaned against the stone wall to what for Hoodie to catch up.
Hoodie walked up to his friend, his face held a sour expression. "What did you do?" he asks, suspicious.
Masky smirked beneath his mask. “Nothing you need to worry about.” He turned and started to stalk off.
"Tell me." Hoodie said, his voice taking on that tone mums use to scold you.
Tino nods and smiles, "Alright. I can understand that." He hugs her to help her feel better before taking her hand and looking at the map. "This way!" He says cheerfully, humming softly. He was glad to have Patch as a friend. Coming her would be terrifying if he were alone.
Masky just kept walking and threw over his shoulder, “Why should I?”
Patch’s hand was shaking in Tino’s and she kept glancing over shoulder. She turned to Tino after a bit, “Are we.. almost there?”
"Fine, lemme guess." he says, crossing his arms and walking quickly to catch up. "You like the new girl but, your'e jealous of the new boy."
is it okay that i made hoodie really short?//
(Doesn’t really matter. As long as he looks close to the original and is a Mom type. Lol.)
Masky came to a halt. “I am not jealous of the new boy. He’s just in my way. And I intend to eliminate any obstacles in my path.” He growled. Then he started stalking off again, lighting up a cigarette, and blowing nasty smoke.
"Don't tell me your doing this shit again." Hoodie mutters, swiping away smoke that comes near his face.
Asher is just sitting in the forest, scouring the foliage for humans or some actual meat.
I just see Hoodie as really short for some reason.//
(Whatever feels right to you works.)
Masky just blew more smoke. “You’re not my mother, ‘k? Stop scolding me for doing what calms me down. You know that I lost my drugs a few weeks ago.” Masky turned around and walked backwards so he could face Hoodie. “It’s not like this is new, so I don’t get why you need to harp on me.” He blew a few smoke rings.
(Ill have to get my character later)
(Take your time Wicked. This forum’s obviously not going anywhere anytime soon, thank the gods!)
He nods. "Almost there." He giggles softly and chuckles quietly. "Here we are." He smiles warmly at the other happily. "Shall we swim?" He asks, smiling at her warmly.
Patch smiled weakly. “Yeah, sure.” She took her hand out of his so she could take off her shirt and pants, revealing a modest two piece swimsuit. She then stood up to the edge of the pool, her back facing it. She crossed her arms over her chest, closed her eyes, and let herself fall. Quite the splash ensued. She slowly sank to the bottom and she layed there for a bit. She didn’t need as much oxygen as a normal human, so she could just sit there and feel the water swaying her body. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation.
He watches her fall into the water, taking a breath and sighing softly. He didn't exactly want to remove his clothing. He was ashamed of his body, the scars, the cuts, the bruises. But he wanted to swim with her. Slowly and shyly he removes his clothes, and takes a breath. The cold air hit him, making him shiver. He takes a breath and looks around. His body was thin, you could see his bones. Scars and bruises litter his body, along with a few that were slowly healing. He enters the pool slowly and lets out a relaxed sigh.
Patch opened her eyes when she felt a larger wave crash into her. She looks over at where it came from, Tino’s body looked so weak.. he looked tense, uncomfortable. Then he let out a sigh that seemed relaxed however. She swam through the water, unnoticed due to long training. She slipped her arms around his waist, and broke the water surface to rest her chin on his shoulder. “Are you ok?” Her eyes showed worry. “You were tense there for a little bit.”
He lets the water surround him, sighing happily at the warmth. He squeaks when his waist grabbed but smiles a little when he sees the other. "I uh-" He sighs and rests his head on hers. "I uh- Well… It's just… I'm really insecure about my body. I'm so thin and small… and all these scars and bruises make it even more difficult to be around people. So…" He looks down. He hugs her and sighs, enjoying her comfort.
Patch chuckles. “It’s fine. I understand. I used to be really insecure about my eyes. Still am sort of.” She nuzzles his neck. “Hmmmm… Would you like to hear a story?”
He looks at her, brushing her hair from her eyes. "I think they're pretty. And unique." He says, smiling at her, hugging her. He hums in thought before nodding. "I'd love to hear a story." He says quietly, smiling down at her. He rests his head on her shoulder and smiles softly.
Patch blushes at his compliment. “Well, when I was human, I had a lot of heart problems. My heart was slightly deformed and sometimes refused to work, making me end up in the hospital multiple times for surgeries. My chest used to be covered in scars. I was sick and tiny because of my heart. I hated my appearance, because kids would make fun of me and even some of the popular girls would beat me in the bathrooms. Then, one day, I thought I couldn’t take it anymore. And so I snuck out into some woods nearby with my dad’s pistol. Little did I know, I was being followed. I reached my destination of a small lake nobody ever bothered to visit. I took the gun out of my hoodie that I was wearing and put it to my temple. Before I could put my finger on the trigger though, it was knocked out of my hand. I turned around and saw a boy standing there. And do you know what he said? He said, “You can throw away your life, but it won’t do anything. Their just gonna find another person to pick on and that person will do the same thing. Honestly, I don’t know what they’re bitching about because if you were healthy, you’d probably be pretty. Scratch that. You are pretty. Don’t let anyone shame you for something you can’t control. You’ll get better.” Patch’s voice had started to crack by the time she finished. She looked up at Tino and said, “And for a while, I did get better.” She looked down and sighed. There was a lot more to her story, but she didn’t want to burden him with her tragedy of a childhood just yet. She nuzzled his cheek. “I figure that the people who matter to you most should be the people who don’t judge.”