[ the night seems quiet for the most part, the breeze from before still rustling through the leaves, the gaps in twigs and branches, swaying vines here and there... nothing animal in movement.
he reaches for the part of his belt behind him and casually tugs out a heavy handgun, incongruous in design compared to the metal hand holding it, and looks out at a certain spot in the darkness below... though from the slight cock of his head, now and again, he seems to be concentrating on the night's sounds. ]
Re: Day 8_(?), a late evening
[ the night seems quiet for the most part, the breeze from before still rustling through the leaves, the gaps in twigs and branches, swaying vines here and there... nothing animal in movement.
he reaches for the part of his belt behind him and casually tugs out a heavy handgun, incongruous in design compared to the metal hand holding it, and looks out at a certain spot in the darkness below... though from the slight cock of his head, now and again, he seems to be concentrating on the night's sounds. ]