[The sound had drawn his attention faster than anything else, and the hairs on his neck had already been standing up on edge since he'd walked through that door. On reflex he had drawn the pistol and pulled back the hammer, letting off a pair of shots into the cube before he could even really see what it was. Though seeing it certainly didn't help much since the bullets just seemed to slow and then sit inside of the damn thing.]
Well, that's not going to work.
[Judging from the way the bullets were sizzling in that thing it was certainly something he didn't want to touch.]
Confusion: [Things had never really been that simple for him, not since before he was a boy. And as much as he wanted and liked for things to be what they seemed, it seemed that more often than not they weren't. Today especially it seemed that everything just went sideways. He'd wondered at first if maybe he'd drank a little too much and this was just some kind of drunken stupor, but it was going on far too long to be something as simple as that. When the very road he'd been walking on a few minutes prior vanished he found himself utterly lost, not something that he was accustomed to since he'd always been able to find his way.
Well not knowing his head from his ass meant that at the moment he only had one choice as to what to do. That was to simply take a seat and wait it out, continuing on this way would just get him further away from where he needed to be. And at this rate, he could wind up in the middle of nowhere without supplies faster than he'd find help.]
Well, I've served my purpose, so I suppose it's time.
Wildcard: [I'm game for whatever you want to toss his way.]
Ethan Chandler | Penny Dreadful
[The sound had drawn his attention faster than anything else, and the hairs on his neck had already been standing up on edge since he'd walked through that door. On reflex he had drawn the pistol and pulled back the hammer, letting off a pair of shots into the cube before he could even really see what it was. Though seeing it certainly didn't help much since the bullets just seemed to slow and then sit inside of the damn thing.]
Well, that's not going to work.
[Judging from the way the bullets were sizzling in that thing it was certainly something he didn't want to touch.]
Confusion:
[Things had never really been that simple for him, not since before he was a boy. And as much as he wanted and liked for things to be what they seemed, it seemed that more often than not they weren't. Today especially it seemed that everything just went sideways. He'd wondered at first if maybe he'd drank a little too much and this was just some kind of drunken stupor, but it was going on far too long to be something as simple as that. When the very road he'd been walking on a few minutes prior vanished he found himself utterly lost, not something that he was accustomed to since he'd always been able to find his way.
Well not knowing his head from his ass meant that at the moment he only had one choice as to what to do. That was to simply take a seat and wait it out, continuing on this way would just get him further away from where he needed to be. And at this rate, he could wind up in the middle of nowhere without supplies faster than he'd find help.]
Well, I've served my purpose, so I suppose it's time.
Wildcard:
[I'm game for whatever you want to toss his way.]