{I am up against the wall

[forasecond]

Who: Five + Various
When: Month of September
Where: Around town
What: Various threads through the month.
Warnings: Depression/anxiety/PTSD mentions or descriptions; assassination/mass murder/themes of war; flippant references to child abuse/neglect/violence; mentioned and played out use of alcohol (which looks like underage use, all considered); will clearly mark if-when anything comes up.

I have killed a man and all I know

Is I am on the run and go

Comments

[worthallthis]

He doesn't even have to think about it. He just says, "Okay." He is completely unaware of the connotations, but it doesn't sound insulting, and even if it was, he isn't sure he'd care. He's been called worse.

It reminds him, incongruously, of church bells. He doesn't know why.

But it's not bad. So he adds, "I can answer to Vesper."

[forasecond]

That way-too-easy acceptance is unnerving in a way Five can't quite articulate. Something about how incongruent it is to his own defiance of people ever making decisions for him, maybe. Just sits very wrong underneath his skin.

"Found anything of interest in looking around town yet?" It's easier for him to switch into something of a work mode than making casual conversation, and Five is pretty sure that's probably more comfortable for Vesper, too.

[worthallthis]

The asset (Vesper? he doesn't know yet if he wants to use the name himself) considers, then reports, "Not much that's useful. Clothing. Canned goods. Blankets. A few tools, though nothing small enough yet to do repairs on the arm if necessary."

He considers, then adds, "Wolf tracks out in the woods. Not a danger yet, but possibly could be if they decide the human population is easier prey than deer and rabbits."