Harrow didn't want to wake up. He didn't want to be greeted with the memories of a world in which he felt downtrodden and miserable, alone. He didn't want to keep his head down anymore, hiding from the prospect of other people seeing him and engaging him, of getting too close, of becoming his friends or worse -- not wanting to become his friends. He was tired of self-doubt and failure.
And here, in front of him, was the embodiment of an older and a more confident him. Here was a version of himself who had probably grown up with a life not all that different from his own: a father that pushed him, an older brother who always overshadowed him, an absent mother. The hunter only lacked the mantle of responsibility that came with being a legacy, and maybe that was the difference between them.
That and the failures. Jude, in front of him, had succeeded in his own ways. And maybe Harrow had, too, but that wasn't something he could see.
The dark eyes turned in his direction were quiet, and serious, and maybe just a tiny bit pitying. That, above anything else, is what made Harrow's jaw set, made his chin raise. He shook his weapon out and formed it into the now-stable shape of a sword, and a thrill of satisfaction went through him.
He couldn't be like the hunter in front of him, that became clear now. But he could sure as hell kill him, and everything he represented.
OOC: JUDE
gaia_star [ HP]: 30
AUTO DAMAGE -4
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
AUTO DAMAGE -4
SPECIAL EFFECT: If your attack misses, the boss does DOUBLE DAMAGE TO YOU
OOC
gaia_crown [ MY CHARACTER'S REAL NAME ] Harrow
gaia_crown [ MY CHARACTER'S HP ] 30 + 10 = 40
gaia_crown [ LINK TO MY ACTUAL CHARACTER's JOURNAL ] here
gaia_crown [ MY CHARACTER'S CLOTHING EQUIPPED
gaia_crown MY CHARCATER'S BONUS ITEMS: (SEE BELOW)
BnW Flats: +2 rerolls
Classy Vest: +10 HP
Black Jeans: +2 DMG
3x Maxed Arcana cards: 20 HP each
1x Potent Arcana card: 10 HP
