Angry mumblings could be heard as Faith wrestled with the blade, eyes set dangerously on its hilt as she glared at the weapon as if it had somehow gotten stuck in this tree on its own accord, just to spite her. She was so engaged in being angry at her weapon that she didn't notice Erk's approach. In fact.. she probably wouldn't have had she not taken a prime moment to punch the wounded tree in frustration, which allowed her to see the flutter out of the corner of her eye. In fact, if she hadn't punched the tree it probably would have ended with her dislodging the knife and opening his face up with it on reflex. So... it was probably that she hadn't.... Probably.
She spun around quickly to turn and look at the boy. She recognised him vaguely but in her emotional state it was hard to place. Wait... No... She knew him.
"You... You were the boy with that fucked up name. You were just sorted?" Her brow crumpled in thought as her eyes kept their slightly hazy far away look.
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Date: 2007-02-15 01:53 am (UTC)She spun around quickly to turn and look at the boy. She recognised him vaguely but in her emotional state it was hard to place. Wait... No... She knew him.
"You... You were the boy with that fucked up name. You were just sorted?" Her brow crumpled in thought as her eyes kept their slightly hazy far away look.