Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160411075838/@comment-25924729-20160412140709

He regarded the strange girl with an amused expression. Now that he wasn't busy rescuing her, he got a better look. She was pretty in a way, dressed in simple, but comfortable clothing. Wool sweater, conservative skirt, mismatched socks that somehow still looked good on her, and sturdy boots. What struck him were her eyes. Even with his colour blindness, they contrasted starkly with her skin, filled with innocence and a strange determination. He found them most intriguing. Of course, he couldn't see her blush, but noted her body language. So tense and nervous, at him? He didn't know what to make of it. But from her demeanour and speech about "Life is precious", she seemed to have a good heart, which he could appreciate. Did i scare her? Well, it was hardly surprising, he could tell she was the sweet, innocent soul who would't hurt a fly, contrasting his own moral greyness. Personality wise she was like an innocent lamb, faced with Dalton's big bad wolf.