This choice: someone giving her a weird look. Had she been recognized? • Go Back...Chapter #3someone giving her a weird look. Had she been ... by: Unknown The Collector didn't think much of the man and woman staring at her, at first. She was a living headless body, after all. While most of the people in this city paid her kind no mind, some people would naturally be uneasy around magic and those enchanted by it. Maybe they pair were tourists, or people who had just moved in and were still getting used to the city's quirks. Maybe the Collector reminded them of someone they knew, and they were trying to figure out who had so recently got got. Or, maybe they just thought it was weird and that she was weird. All possibilities.
As the minutes ticked on, and the pair continued to stare, point, and whisper to one another, the Collector began to grow uneasy. Did they recognize her? Would they cause a scene? Would it look suspicious if she got off the bus or would they escalate the situation if she stayed on. While The Collector knew a few spells other than head detaching, noise amplification was not something she'd bothered to learn and now she was beginning to regret that negligence. What were they talking about?
The Collector looked them over with her non-eyes, wondering if they somehow knew that she was staring at them just as they were staring at her. The man was a bit on the shorter side, maybe 5'8", and if the Collector were wearing a head right now she may have been a hair taller than him. That said, the man was both broad shouldered and well muscled, a boxer's build complimented by a crooked nose and an intense gaze. The woman beside him didn't look much less intimidating, equally as tall as the man and sporting cold eyes, angular features, and a few scars around her wide, thin lips that suggested her pointed jaw had taken more than a few good hits. The Collector was no stranger to physical combat herself, as not all of her victims were alone and not all of them went down without a fight, but even so she could feel her skin crawling under their combined stare. What did they want?
As if on cue, the pair answered her. They looked at one another, nodded, and approached the Collector. The Collector remained perfectly still, hoping that even if she played dumb the other passengers would step in to defend the mindless headless body. Assuming she needed defending, because hey maybe they didn't know her and this was all a misunderstanding. As it turns out, the pair are...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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