Harth inhales her fear with every panting, unnecessary breath as he runs easily along, letting himself lag, but never lose Katya.
Killing in Haddyn tends t'be quick, all about the kill, skip to the end. But Harth remembers the games, the chase of older days, when there was space. The love of uncertainty that colors every fight with Mel, there's a little bit here, in the long hunt. Most humans rely so much on machines now, so few run like this, it's a rare joy even when the object of the game is something else.
One fist shatters a crumbling wall corner, scars the old brick as he runs on by and begins to climb after the terrified grabber-girl.
Stupid, most lurks. Need a sign to follow a chase this simple.
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Date: 2006-12-29 10:06 pm (UTC)Killing in Haddyn tends t'be quick, all about the kill, skip to the end. But Harth remembers the games, the chase of older days, when there was space. The love of uncertainty that colors every fight with Mel, there's a little bit here, in the long hunt. Most humans rely so much on machines now, so few run like this, it's a rare joy even when the object of the game is something else.
One fist shatters a crumbling wall corner, scars the old brick as he runs on by and begins to climb after the terrified grabber-girl.
Stupid, most lurks. Need a sign to follow a chase this simple.
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