clearcut (clearcut) wrote in beyond_evo, @ 2017-02-06 23:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | clearcut, twinkle |
Sun down on the sorry day, by nightlights the children pray. (Kyra!)
Unlike a number of others at the school, Drake didn't actually mind the dark. He didn't wander around looking for blacked-out corners to skulk in, but in his lifetime he'd gotten fairly used to sleeping for a lot of the day and conducting most of his business at night. It just felt more natural to be out and about then, even if right now it meant that he was on his own for a lot of it. Normally that would've been fine too, but there had been….strange things happening, he felt like. Feeling like someone was watching him. The hair on the back of his neck standing up. Something falling over when there wasn't anyone else in the room. All byproducts of living in a mutant school, he knew, but it was still hard to shake that feeling from being a kid and sure that there was actually some kind of nameless monster around.
Which one would think would only serve to make the darkness all the more ominous, but not for Drake. In his mind, the dark provided him as much cover as it did whatever might be out there. It was easier to hide than in the daylight.
Not that he was doing much in the way of hiding at the moment. He was just having another cigarette, the glowing embers lighting up red and casting a small glow from where he stood near whatever tree this was. He wasn't out by the woodlines -- he'd seen things moving around out there and didn't really have any desire to go poking around to see what was living out there at night -- but he was near to some small grouping that was likely there for decoration, to go with the fire pit and everything else in this part of the grounds.
His head turned as he noticed someone coming in his direction; at first sight he thought it was a child, given the height. A kid wouldn't be out here at this time of night though, right? ….Maybe they were evil.(Open to Kyra!)