canniluvs
you should be more careful where you walk; you’re stepping in my traps.
-_Merciless_Merc_-
((@canniluvs The man slowly nodded at the first few words, though his face seemed to scrunch, lightly at the notion of how he would ‘taste’ taking a breath, before the expression faded. he took a couple steps away from any nearby traps and glanced toward where he heard her, attempting to look for anything in the dark. He was about the speak once more when he heard her voice again, pausing before chuckling slightly, “let me answer your question with one of my own, you concluded I was hunting earlier didn’t you?” He questioned, after all, trouble usually came with that sort of territory. “Who are you?” He then asked, as he continued to look in her general direction, one of his hands moving up to straighten his tie, and clearing his throat.
canniluvs
“I’m hunting; similar to you. Though, you are not my target, you don’t look like you would (taste) good. No offence.” The voice is rather distant, yet nearby, she has yet to reveal herself and chooses to observe from a distance. She hasn’t quite decided whether or not to trust an unfamiliar face; many have chosen to harm her, he seems to be that type of person. “Rarely anybody comes out here, unless they are looking for trouble or lost. Which one are you?”
-_Merciless_Merc_-
((@canniluvs Usually Cannon was quite observant, he’d been tracking someone down and they’d gotten away, so he was a bit frustrated. He paused as he heard the voice, turning, glancing down and realizing his foot was on top od one of them. “And why would you need traps out? Hmm?” He questioned in a gruff tone, adorned in his usual suit and tie, his hair left down, resting a short ways below his shoulders, some of the shorter pieces hanging down into his face.
