12-02-2009, 07:13 PM
ooc: Mason can be the DD, haha 
Mason rolled his golden eyes this way and that, twisting his head as he dragged the skull along. He tried to keep glimpses of Halo's skirts in his sights as he scurried along. It did not take long for the boy to realize that the co-hydra was moving at a quicker pace. He tried to match her pace with some difficulty. He noticed that as he crept closer, she would speed up. It then dawned on him that she was probably trying to keep away from him. He felt some disappointment, but it did not last long. The boy did not take it personally. For all he knew, Halo just wanted to be left alone.
After several minutes, the vision of Halo's skirts had disappeared. He was unable to smell her scent as strongly, and so he continued forward, the teeth on his skull clattering on the ground as he tried to make his way. He found Gabriel's familiar heels and tried to keep in step with the man. He exclaimed that Anselm's birthday was important, and he seemed to shift into a partying mood. Mason did not know what to make of that. The scene he had stumbled upon before this had unnerved him on some level. But he still trusted Gabriel implicitly; the leader had never steered him wrong before.
Then suddenly the dark inside of the skull was alight with yellows and oranges. Mason finally gave up and sat on the ground, twisting his shoulders inside the skull so that he was able to see out of the eye sockets clearly. It appeared as though Gabriel had started a fire. Finally, this was something that Mason could enjoy without any reservations. He was uncertain how to approach the clan member who had been sullen earlier, but he wanted to convey his good will toward him. Tipping his head back a little, the skull sliding on his head wildly, the young Tirones Minor let out a long, thin howl to aid in the celebration.
Mason rolled his golden eyes this way and that, twisting his head as he dragged the skull along. He tried to keep glimpses of Halo's skirts in his sights as he scurried along. It did not take long for the boy to realize that the co-hydra was moving at a quicker pace. He tried to match her pace with some difficulty. He noticed that as he crept closer, she would speed up. It then dawned on him that she was probably trying to keep away from him. He felt some disappointment, but it did not last long. The boy did not take it personally. For all he knew, Halo just wanted to be left alone.
After several minutes, the vision of Halo's skirts had disappeared. He was unable to smell her scent as strongly, and so he continued forward, the teeth on his skull clattering on the ground as he tried to make his way. He found Gabriel's familiar heels and tried to keep in step with the man. He exclaimed that Anselm's birthday was important, and he seemed to shift into a partying mood. Mason did not know what to make of that. The scene he had stumbled upon before this had unnerved him on some level. But he still trusted Gabriel implicitly; the leader had never steered him wrong before.
Then suddenly the dark inside of the skull was alight with yellows and oranges. Mason finally gave up and sat on the ground, twisting his shoulders inside the skull so that he was able to see out of the eye sockets clearly. It appeared as though Gabriel had started a fire. Finally, this was something that Mason could enjoy without any reservations. He was uncertain how to approach the clan member who had been sullen earlier, but he wanted to convey his good will toward him. Tipping his head back a little, the skull sliding on his head wildly, the young Tirones Minor let out a long, thin howl to aid in the celebration.