Faith looked down at her trainers with weary resignation, bringing her right knee up so she could rest her foot on the log, her hand reaching over the laces she was supposed to be tying and towards the front of the shoe - Where the rubber of the sole was visibly peeling away from the rest of it. She...

Parker didn't have time to even see if Blaise had the good grace to at least look embarrassed, his world instantly sent into a blur of motion as soon as the words had left his lips, shifting from gravel to sky, to both in equal measures as he came to rest on his side in a crumpled heap. His head bou...

Faith said nothing as she reluctantly pulled the denim of her pants up her legs inch by inch, the wet fabric clinging to her skin and feeling like it was draining every bit of heat out of her, before being dragged slightly higher up. She was glad for the privacy, at least, as Matthew spoke to her wi...

"Sorry." she murmured, almost compulsively, as suddenly a tinge of embarrassment ebbed into the whirlpool of emotions she was feeling. Everything he said seemed like it wasn't a bad idea, but the situation felt too dreamlike now to really concentrate on deeply, as her arms crossed her ches...

Faith tried to force her focus onto the things that really mattered to her, rather than the aching in her legs and neck, or the words that were being so tersely exchanged around her. Her eyes were still clenched shut, and she tried to imagine herself at home with her family, clinging to an image of ...

So, I had some light plans for the first few days of my characters that ended up not coming to fruition for a variety of reasons, and whilst I have many more "Could have been"'s since, the core ideas of those might end up being reusable somewhere down the road in V7 so I'd rather not tip m...

Faith looked at Matthew nervously as he stalled for a moment, then began to speak, hand still clutching onto the scissors as he stood there a few paces away. He stuttered uncharacteristically as the words dripped out of him, probably as scared as she was, though he didn't show it quite as much. His ...

The two of them fell to the floor. Parker's left ear rang with a high pitched squeal, the sound of the gun going off echoing in his skull. Shotgun boy's hip jammed awkwardly into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him for a moment, cutting off his pained yelling. Snapped him back to reality for a...

Every breath that came out of Faith's mouth pressed her throat against the blade for just a fraction of a second. The initial rush of adrenaline and shock had come in a flurry of those motions, every moment of sharp contact feeling like the start of the inevitable, deeper cut. It made it so hard to ...

Perhaps if Parker had had more time, he would have been able to analogise the situation to a common one found in tournament poker. Often, you would find yourself in a position where the chips were down, and you were dealt a hand which whilst not objectively bad, was also not considered ideal - And h...

Parker’s face fell just a moment before Blaise’s words filled the air, watching as the figure rounded the corner gun barrel first with a sense of dread, giving Amber just a hint that something might be going wrong before it was confirmed. Blaise’s voice was different to how he remembered it, but sti...

There was a soft clink as Julien's nail hit the metal around his neck, the action making Faith flinch for just a moment, as his own pointed words had served to remind her very clearly of Danya's words of warning around messing with their collars. Part of a speech that Julien seemed to have believed ...

It took a lot of effort to pull her eyes away from the floor and back to looking at Julien as he spoke, and even more to keep her expression stable, not reacting with a laugh or sneer or a roll of her eyes with every sentence that came out of him in order to interrupt it. It wasn't courtesy, no, jus...

It felt surreal, as Matthew jumped in, cutting across her before anything else could come pouring out of her mouth. Faith knew he was right, immediately, as she watched Julien's expression change - even as Matthew tried his best to broker some peace between them. She tried to formulate some form of ...

Amber. That was her name. It should have been hard not to notice it, given the volume with which it had been said, but buried amongst an avalanche of other loud noises that were emanating from her - Some of which were words, and most of which weren't. None of them were a good combination to put with...