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Oh, sorry about that! I'm still figuring out the website! But yes, we have been asked to move it to the forums, so we probably should, ahaha
Do you mind doing it? I'll most likely mess it up somehow xD
"Briar..." he nodded, trying to keep his cool, holding his ground as he witnessed the sight before him. Carefully, he took a step forward, keeping a hand on the handle of a dagger he kept in a small sheath on his back.
"I'm not here to harm you, and I can guarantee I'm not going to allow you to harm me... but I need you to stay with me for a little longer, okay?" As he spoke, he took another series of small steps forward.
'Just a little closer... just a little more..." he mentally chanted, trying to ignore sweat that had come to form on his brow. From the look on his target's face, he was not going to last much longer, 'if I'm going to do something, I need to act now!'
In one swift motion, he drew both the dagger, and an obscure object, both shining with industrial sheen. Keeping the weapon in a defensive position, he stopped only a few meters from the man, or at least what he had though was man.
Hidden in the brush, a shadow moved, caught after having observed the lone figure so successfully. Contemplation took place as the spy decided the best course of action, moving through the foliage as to get a better look at what he could be dealing with.
The figure was indeed a man... one of a rather handsome nature to add to it. 'Maybe it's time to make contact' he wondered, moving yet again as to get into a less dense part of the garden.
Slowly, he emerged from the thicket, hands up in a position of surrender, "Friend" he stated calmly. His features were soft, relaxed, subtle, showing the exterior of a layed back person.
