Tad (tadrules) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-05-29 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | dante, tad |
Wednesday, 11/14/07
Who: Dante and Tad
Where: the grounds
When: early afternoon
What: The two meet. We'll see what happens.
One day had passed for Tad in this place and he was miserable. Was he really expected to go to classes? Although Lucile wanted him to learn more, he did not feel like going and doubted he ever would. There was more to explore and do when he was uninhibited by those kinds of responsibilities and so after he grabbed something to eat in the cafeteria, he headed for the outdoors. The weather grew colder by the day, which he didn't mind, and the thought to take a sweater did not occur to him. Instead, he walked across the grounds and looked for a good place to explore.
The trees intrigued him because he liked climbing them and one would make a good hiding place in the future. He had a feeling that hiding was to be an essential part of his time here, especially from the giant man. Tad found a good tree within too long, starting to climb up the trunk to reach the lowest branch. Curling his legs around the branch, Tad hung upside down until his head hurt. He then entertained himself by crouching on the limb and jumping off of it, climbing up the tree and repeated it again and again. After a few minutes, he decided to move to the second lowest branch to walk on it. It was impossible for him to believe he could fall down and hurt himself, such was his confidence and eagerness for excitement.
It was then that he saw someone approach as he was a good distance from the ground and paused. Something in him wanted to run away as he prefered to do with weird looking men (which was all of them), but Tad waited. He'd see what kind of person this man was before he chose to flee. Yes, there were times when he could remain still for a period of time, if it meant he learned something. Old habits were hard to break and he felt a surge of irrititation flood him as the man walked closer to the tree. Tad just bet he was mean and controlling like his creator was - his hands clenched into fists and his heart pounded faster. What if he found Tad? What would he do then? Fight. No other choice.