Post by seraaches on Sept 2, 2009 17:30:32 GMT -5
Havoc felt his feet getting heavier and heavier the further they went from the fruit stalls; he never went this far into the Bazaar, not alone, and he wasn't entirely certain he could make his way back without getting further lost. He had been looking uneasily over his shoulder from time to time, hoping that he could find his way back after they finally found the Golfam's crutches which seemed to have utterly vanished. Havoc had even ventured to ask one vendor if he'd seen the missing equipment and had been gruffly told 'no', with a look that suggested that if they weren't buying something they'd better go.
When they'd finally given up, Havoc wasn't so certain of the crowds and-- while he didn't like to think poorly on his fellow Cards-- he wouldn't be entirely surprised if one of those around this area had not only seen the crutches, but also secreted them away.
"Oh, no, I couldn't possibly. . . impose. I really need to get back and buy fruit. . ." He tried to not shrink back from the feline, though even their time spent searching together hadn't actually helped grow the tiniest bit at ease in the strange creature's company.
When they'd finally given up, Havoc wasn't so certain of the crowds and-- while he didn't like to think poorly on his fellow Cards-- he wouldn't be entirely surprised if one of those around this area had not only seen the crutches, but also secreted them away.
"Oh, no, I couldn't possibly. . . impose. I really need to get back and buy fruit. . ." He tried to not shrink back from the feline, though even their time spent searching together hadn't actually helped grow the tiniest bit at ease in the strange creature's company.
