When Rau finally caught up, she was on the edge of the cliff, staring back at him like a deer that knew it was meeting an end. Eyes wide and mouth struggling to form words, she stared at him, took him in as he got close enough to see clearly. He stopped a few feet away, peering down at her with the green eyes he'd been given, and meeting her gaze when she chose to.
He was a large thing, as was readily apparent, and nude, which was also readily apparent. His member hung flaccid and forgotten between his legs. His body was hard, however, thick scar tissue plain to see covering nearly every visible inch of his body. Not a thing was free of obvious damage. He was a hairy creature, as well, his chest, arms, groin, and legs dusted in a pale white fuzz that captured snow and let it accumulate. His features were hard, though the grin that rested on his face seemed ominous enough, especially given the thick, square teeth that filled his mouth.
Slowly, one of his huge hands lifted, stretched toward her, then dipped, and found her bag. This was, after all, the subject of his chase, was it not? It was the camera that Rau feared. A weapon worthy to call his bane. As he picked up the bag containing the camera, his eyes returned to her, that grin still holding as he watched her warily.
"Do you die?"
His voice was as you would expect from a creature of his size. It was deep and aimless. It had a grumble to it, and despite the fact that he clearly did not smoke, it had just a hint of that gruffness one could often find in experienced smokers. But the question was, perhaps, an enigma all on its own, and while Rau clearly had an intention behind what the question had ended up as, he also clearly was rather uninterested in explaining himself. Instead, he chose to reach into the bag and pull out the camera.
As he examined the device, he kept some of his attention on his quarry, watching her with his peripheral vision as he poked and prodded gently at the camera, searching for the release for the film. However, his hands and his fingers were very large, and his quest wasn't going terrifically well. The button could have been small, or he simply wasn't noticing it, but for now, the way to open the camera and retrieve the film which endangered his life was unavailable to him.
He was a large thing, as was readily apparent, and nude, which was also readily apparent. His member hung flaccid and forgotten between his legs. His body was hard, however, thick scar tissue plain to see covering nearly every visible inch of his body. Not a thing was free of obvious damage. He was a hairy creature, as well, his chest, arms, groin, and legs dusted in a pale white fuzz that captured snow and let it accumulate. His features were hard, though the grin that rested on his face seemed ominous enough, especially given the thick, square teeth that filled his mouth.
Slowly, one of his huge hands lifted, stretched toward her, then dipped, and found her bag. This was, after all, the subject of his chase, was it not? It was the camera that Rau feared. A weapon worthy to call his bane. As he picked up the bag containing the camera, his eyes returned to her, that grin still holding as he watched her warily.
"Do you die?"
His voice was as you would expect from a creature of his size. It was deep and aimless. It had a grumble to it, and despite the fact that he clearly did not smoke, it had just a hint of that gruffness one could often find in experienced smokers. But the question was, perhaps, an enigma all on its own, and while Rau clearly had an intention behind what the question had ended up as, he also clearly was rather uninterested in explaining himself. Instead, he chose to reach into the bag and pull out the camera.
As he examined the device, he kept some of his attention on his quarry, watching her with his peripheral vision as he poked and prodded gently at the camera, searching for the release for the film. However, his hands and his fingers were very large, and his quest wasn't going terrifically well. The button could have been small, or he simply wasn't noticing it, but for now, the way to open the camera and retrieve the film which endangered his life was unavailable to him.
The mind is a fantastic, dangerous place. Don't go alone.
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