Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160411075838/@comment-26571677-20160413075127

...He's lying...

She could hear it in his voice, the uncertainty, the false pretence of obliviousness. He was obviously a local, and the fact that he was lying made her feels somewhat...doubtful about his intentions. But yet, she followed, unwilling to give up on him so easily.

She was led out of the park, and into what smelt like...the plaza, yes, it was indeed the plaza. Scents of fresh coffee, and warm, sweat pastries filled the air, and Ixina felt rather hungry.

Ixina froze as he asked her to lead him around, which she couldn't do, seeing as she couldn't see. He hadn't noticed it yet, obviously, but now, when she spoke, it was rather icy, and detached, like she was an investigator. She had also stopped dead still, and was holding her cane upright in her hands.

She turned her head to the sound of his questioning sound, and stopped at what she could only assume was his head, in fact, she was looking at his mouth, but with her thousand-yard stare, it was obvious that she wasn't focusing on anything.

"Dalton, I told you before, I'm blind, I'm afraid that I can't guide you around."

She didn't give him a chance to reply,

"Why are you lying to me? Have you got something to hide? It can't only because you feel bad for me. If it was only because of that, you'd try to make me more comfortable, but you haven't. So, what's up?"

She heard the minute expression of shock from his mouth, one that most others wouldn't have,

"You pick up a couple tricks here and there when you've been blind for your whole life. Especially when you're...a hunter."