Willow had flinched slightly as he laughed "Well a lot of people say that before the stab you in the back" she stammered as she self consciously holds on to her scarf with her other hand, habit she often does when she's scared or stressed
Willow thought about this for a second she was scared but not stupid, there was power in numbers especially if you were weak like her. Willow sighs slightly and starts following him but says a few feet back watching his moments closely
Willow thought about this for a second she was scared but not stupid, there was power in numbers especially if you were weak like her. Willow sighs slightly and starts following him but says a few feet back watching his moments closely
Name: Maria
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Species: Bastion
Girlfriend/boyfriend?: Nope. Open, I suppose.
Personality: Maria is standoffish and takes care of herself. She is a survivor and a loner, not really too interested in dating. Especially at the moment. She doesn't want to have to take care of anybody else, when she can't even manage to take care of herself without having metal grow on her like a parasite.
Description: Maria has flat, smooth metal that is growing around her arm like a sleeve, and it's covering her neck, too. More metal is continuously growing on her. (Hope that that's okay, since it's not a blade.)
Other: None.
History: Maria stayed away from cities, mostly. She was more of a country person and worked on her parents farm growing up, with not much technology or any interest in 'trends' and such. She lived a difficult life but she loved it and loved her work, and so whenever this pollution managed to interrupt it all, she was far less than happy that she got stuck with the problems other people created.
Maria has always had a rather hard time farming, because she had to often take breaks due to a heart condition that won't allow her to have much exercise. Making this whole survival situation just great, right?
Weapons: Maria has an old pocket knife she got as a birthday gift when she was 10, and a small axe.
Username: Garjzla
"Well you're obviously stronger than me and you haven't killed me yet so I'm kinda using you as a sort of shield I guess" Willow replies still with a strong stammer
Name: Maria Gender: Female Age: 25 Species: Bastion Girlfriend/boyfriend?: Nope. Open, I suppose. Personality: Maria is standoffish and takes care of herself. She is a survivor and a loner, not really too interested in dating. Especially at the moment. She doesn't want to have to take care of anybody else, when she can't even manage to take care of herself without having metal grow on her like a parasite. Description: Maria has flat, smooth metal that is growing around her arm like a sleeve, and it's covering her neck, too. More metal is continuously growing on her. (Hope that that's okay, since it's not a blade.) Other: None. History: Maria stayed away from cities, mostly. She was more of a country person and worked on her parents farm growing up, with not much technology or any interest in 'trends' and such. She lived a difficult life but she loved it and loved her work, and so whenever this pollution managed to interrupt it all, she was far less than happy that she got stuck with the problems other people created. Maria has always had a rather hard time farming, because she had to often take breaks due to a heart condition that won't allow her to have much exercise. Making this whole survival situation just great, right? Weapons: Maria has an old pocket knife she got as a birthday gift when she was 10, and a small axe. Username: Garjzla
"Well you're obviously stronger than me and you haven't killed me yet so I'm kinda using you as a sort of shield I guess" Willow replies still with a strong stammer
Willow hesitated for a minute before relying "My name's Willow" she still was a few feet behind him so it was kinda hard to hear her because of her soft voice
Willow hesitated for a minute before relying "My name's Willow" she still was a few feet behind him so it was kinda hard to hear her because of her soft voice
Willow hears a noise in a near by bush and quickly rushes next to Peter, when she looks back she realizes it was probably the wind. She lets out a small breath of relief and notices she standing a little to close it Peter for comfort and backs up about a yard