Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-24449631-20140215190457

Boreau looked at his hands. The damage had been healed enough now. You could clearly make out the new flesh from the old as it was much lighter. It still was very soft though so he had to be careful.

He rubbed his nose with the back of his right hand. It was cold, so he sniffed.

Ok… were am I?

For the first time in quite some time Boreau had taken the time to actually stand still and take in his surroundings. First thing he noticed was how differently everything looked, and sounded like High Rock. Even though the Reach made him think of the Wrothgarian mountains, they hadn’t as much greenery as the Reach. Oh don’t get me wrong, it was still pretty barren but the wrothgarian mountains don’t even have moss, they were just rocky canyons and the like. Boreau closed his eyes and heard the birds of the reach.

Finally some peace and quiet.



But it wasn’t long before that was interrupted. Suddenly, from in a distance he could hear something he had never heard before. It sounded like some sort of machinery. Instinctive because of his curiosity he ran to wherever the sound was coming from. Careful, this time. He didn’t want to fall again. The slippery mossy grasses from the reach made it very difficult though. He heard his boots sink slightly in the wet ground with every step he made

Hurry, I can hear it getting closer

Boreau held his head high. Trying to locate the found. And then suddenly the damp sound of squishy grass was turned into hard pounding thuds.

Boreau looked down. He found the road alright. The cobblestones of this road looked more flattened then the ones in High Rock.

Heh, funny

But he was quickly reminded of what he was following in the first place. The metallic noise sounded even more close then before. He looked up and saw it coming straight for him, honking him to get out of the way. Boreau’s reaction was pretty late and he only just in time jumped out of the way from the oncoming motorcar. He fell back on the mossy grass next to the road with a wet splash.

Ugh…

The car however stopped abruptly. Boreau heard the screeching of the tires as it came to a standstill.

"Are you mad?! A voice angrily asked him."

"I almost ran you over, foolish man!"

<p class="MsoNormal">Boreau looked around. His entire anterior was wet because of his sudden landing.

<p class="MsoNormal">This made the woman driving the car feel a bit less worried.

<p class="MsoNormal">He looked at her. She had brown eyes and black hair. She was dressed pretty fancily. Boreau brushed off any dirt on his clothes, at least all that he could brush off. And greeted her.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Pardon miss I didn’t see you there, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Boreau Deconnique." He bowed

<p class="MsoNormal">She lightened up now that she saw he was definitely ok.

<p class="MsoNormal">"I’m Hana Sevanici." the imperial bowed back.

<p class="MsoNormal">She was a bit puzzled by the man though.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Deconnique? So… You’re a Breton then?"

<p class="MsoNormal">"Yes." Boreau agreed. Hoping she wouldn’t find it at all to suspicious.

<p class="MsoNormal">"What are you doing here? If you don’t mind me asking."

<p class="MsoNormal">"Of course not fair lady. I always walk here. It makes me feel close to my Homeland."

<p class="MsoNormal">The imperial nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Understandable."

<p class="MsoNormal">''She bought it. Phew.''

<p class="MsoNormal">"Say… You look exhausted. You want a ride?"

<p class="MsoNormal">"A ride?"

<p class="MsoNormal">She pointed at her T2 beaumanic.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Eh… sure." The Breton agreed and walked over to her, and the car.