"Broken and nihilistic, ambivalent to everything in life."
#glacialswept, #valiantprism
Slightly startled by the collision, his head in the clouds with idle thought after thought taking him, the Scot looked with concern to who he’d just managed to walk into. Luckily, it seemed as though he wasn’t hurt, and as a hand was offered to him, he took a firm grip with with his fingers, aiding himself as he pushed himself off the ground.
Glancing down at his suit trousers, he brushed away any dirt he could see with his hands, or at least as much as he could for the time being. ❝ Jus’ a few bruises I expect, nothin’ major, mate, don’t worry. ❞ Daniel smiled softly, showing that he honestly didn’t mind a few bumps here and there, after all, he really should have been paying more attention to what was in front of him. Collateral damage, he mused to himself.
❝ Y’sure you’re okay? Like I said, sorry ‘bout that, head was wi’ the fairies. ❞ He mused, a warm chuckle lining his words.
WHAT a strange way of speaking! It was amusing to hear; then again, Rylan enjoyed listening to anyone who was interesting! The man before him was certainly interesting as he felt a tug on his arm, good thing he was a Shadow, he could tell this man weighed at least a little more than him, if he were anyone else he would have toppled over!
“No, I’m perfectly fine,” as if to prove his words, he pounded his chest with his other hand, a [louder] thump reverberating than his fall-sound. He was fine, he could take a lot more damage than a little thump and a fall, it helped he was just resistant enough to Physical Hits. “But it’s good you’re okay, it would have been a shame if you like…”
He actually does pause for a moment, his smile faltering for a few seconds, “broke your arm or something.”
“Fairies,” he repeated, a twinkle of curiosity in those unique supernatural yellow eyes of his, “you mean like Pixie and Oberon,” and clearly, with the way he said it, he thought the other was serious, already the fall had slipped from his mind.
HIS mien was not maddened, if anything he was clearly amused, as he tittered lightly and shook his head. They both had not looked as to where they were going! Rylan knew these streets well, able to navigate them blindfolded if he had to, he was lost in his thoughts, thinking of this and that, whatever popped into his mind.
“No, no it’s fine!” He replied, a smile playing at his lips, a twinkle in his eyes, “I’m fine, I’m not bleeding or anything,” besides if he were he could have healed it or any scratch with Dia. “Are you hurt though?” He inquired, slowly picking himself off the ground, dusting off his pants, and slightly readjusting the headband he wore on his head.
“That was a big fall!” He exclaimed, outstretching his hand towards the stranger who had fallen as well, “you might have a scratch or something.”