they're listening to me

[amiable]

Who: URU and YOU
What: Nightmares, etc. AKA: what the fuck we thought Uru’s brain was safe.
When: backdated to the start of the weekend.
Where: Uru’s mind!!
Rating: PG-13? Warning for blood and potential violence and language.


Suddenly... the City Royale.

It’s unusually quiet around this time of night. Many residents and natives close up shop around now and no later, and make their way back into the safety of the castle or their homes in the city. Perhaps the silence is relaxing to any who find themselves wandering the streets tonight.

Or perhaps the silence is unsettling. It’s too quiet, like it’s trying to lure those taking a look around into a false sense of security. Slowly but surely, it feels like someone or something is skulking in the shadows— watching and waiting. They’re close now. The time draws near for him to make his move.

[ THE CITY | WAREHOUSE NIGHT I | WAREHOUSE NIGHT II ]

Comments

[circleoflife]

[OH HELLO. The momentum she has going isn't nearly enough to make Mufasa do much more than a little stumble, though the impact must not be pleasant for her.

Rather than make a light jab at her inattentiveness, however, he looks back the way she came, lest she have a pursuer.]

[amiable]

[ It's kind of soft-- but the hide is tough and solid. Fur? What the heck did she just run into?!

She coughs and splutters, rubbing her face quick and looks up.

And sees a lion before her. ]

... Ah.

[circleoflife]

[Maybe he should address her shock before it becomes panic.]

At ease; I've no intention of harming you. Are you injured?

[His gaze switches back to the direction the girl came from; he wouldn't want them to be caught unaware.]