Another character that has been noisy lately have been Ramon. He gave me a few stories from his childhood and not so long ago. I might type them up and post them here. They are just drabbles, but I find that drabbles are a great way to get to know a character. They describe the characters mood at that particular point.
First Blood-A Ramon story
Ramon stared in horror at the man at his feet, the blood seeping from the man's ear. So red, he had never imagined it would be so red. The stone fell from his hand. Blood spattered it. Blood spattered Ramon's arms and face, but he didn't notice. All he saw was the dead gaze in the man's eyes. He shivered, unable to tear his eyes away. Everything that happened around him was a blur. His crew mates fighting, gunfire, the sounds of swords clashing, smoke stinging your eyes. Far away, in a dream, he hear someone yelling his name. He wanted to answer, but his voice couldn't work. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't tear his eye away. He was captured by the dead man. The man he had killed. He had killed. Him, a killer. He was damned. He had seen men die before, seen them killed, but not by his hand. He felt filthy, he wanted to turn, to run away. Far away he knew his crew mates were fighting. Loosing. They were yelling at each other, at him. A strong arm wrapped around the thirteen year old boy, lifted him and carried him away. He didn't register where, all he could see was the accusing gaze of the dead.
In other news. Life is good. I am slightly on top of things. Mainly due to not going to practise yesterday. I don't think I will go on wednesday either. I have other stuff that I need to do. Project, paper and one take home exam
In other news. Life is good. I am slightly on top of things. Mainly due to not going to practise yesterday. I don't think I will go on wednesday either. I have other stuff that I need to do. Project, paper and one take home exam
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