Gideon swam as fast as he could, trying to make his way towards the destination, though a bit difficult, given that he held Jormungandr with one hand while trying to swim with the free hand. For the moment, the giant enjoyed the quiet of the sea, the sound of churning and splashing water as he makes his way through it; moments like this he enjoyed being alone, but the thought of having friends came to him, quicker than before.
Shaking his thoughts off, Gideon gained his focus on his mission at hand. Once he returned to shore, he slammed Jormungandr into the sandy cloud beach and allowing his cloths to wring dry. Looking down upon his pruney hands. He had been in the water for far too long, but at least he completed his part of the mission.
Looking about, Gideon wondered where Yuurei might have been. Was it possible that he has gotten himself into trouble? Indeed the possibility was there, they are, after all, hunting for marines, basically asking for trouble.
After a moment, he had pulled out a packet of sushi rolls to which he began munching on; he wasn't hungry, more on the lines of nervous and impatient. Seconds pass and he began to be annoyed, for Yuurei not arriving, and for the fact he had forgotten once again about the wasabi.
"Damn it, Yuurei" Gideon grunted as he pulled Jormungandr from the sand and made his way towards the river where he had left Yuurei before. As he trek, he hoped his friend was alright, was safe. However little did he know, Yuurei was a one-man army instead of a one-man platoon.
Though at the time, Gideon didn't realize it, he was concerned to the point that he was being reminded of his parents. It has been many years since he had a friend and now that he has gained such a connection, no matter how small, he was determined to keep him safe, he didn't want to lose another person, especially not to the marines, for they had taken his family away, which to him was everything.
His heart beat quickened, it was too quiet. Gideon began to regret agreeing to the plan, splitting up was always a bad idea, now they were by themselves, they were more vulnerable and they couldn't help one another. To be a giant among the smaller folk is impressive and a gift, but to be at a state where his long arms cannot reach those in need, those he care about, it makes him feel smaller than those around him. At this point, his feet against the floor quickened, made heavier, though he didn't notice.
It was just a small amount of time that he had known the man, but already he was determined to keep him safe, alive, because he realized he didn't want to be alone, he lacked strength because he was afraid of being alone, he needed someone to protect rather than someone to protect him.
Shaking his thoughts off, Gideon gained his focus on his mission at hand. Once he returned to shore, he slammed Jormungandr into the sandy cloud beach and allowing his cloths to wring dry. Looking down upon his pruney hands. He had been in the water for far too long, but at least he completed his part of the mission.
Looking about, Gideon wondered where Yuurei might have been. Was it possible that he has gotten himself into trouble? Indeed the possibility was there, they are, after all, hunting for marines, basically asking for trouble.
After a moment, he had pulled out a packet of sushi rolls to which he began munching on; he wasn't hungry, more on the lines of nervous and impatient. Seconds pass and he began to be annoyed, for Yuurei not arriving, and for the fact he had forgotten once again about the wasabi.
"Damn it, Yuurei" Gideon grunted as he pulled Jormungandr from the sand and made his way towards the river where he had left Yuurei before. As he trek, he hoped his friend was alright, was safe. However little did he know, Yuurei was a one-man army instead of a one-man platoon.
Though at the time, Gideon didn't realize it, he was concerned to the point that he was being reminded of his parents. It has been many years since he had a friend and now that he has gained such a connection, no matter how small, he was determined to keep him safe, he didn't want to lose another person, especially not to the marines, for they had taken his family away, which to him was everything.
His heart beat quickened, it was too quiet. Gideon began to regret agreeing to the plan, splitting up was always a bad idea, now they were by themselves, they were more vulnerable and they couldn't help one another. To be a giant among the smaller folk is impressive and a gift, but to be at a state where his long arms cannot reach those in need, those he care about, it makes him feel smaller than those around him. At this point, his feet against the floor quickened, made heavier, though he didn't notice.
It was just a small amount of time that he had known the man, but already he was determined to keep him safe, alive, because he realized he didn't want to be alone, he lacked strength because he was afraid of being alone, he needed someone to protect rather than someone to protect him.
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