[Carefully the book is set down, still running, so he can carefully dig his fingers and toes into the sand, feeling the difference between the cool damp a few inches below the surface, and the still-heated and dry sand on top. It wasn't much like normal dirt. Especially the way it slid around really easy.
Knives is still listening, and watching, and still apprehensive, it's just a little distraction. Like the seashell he comes up with after a moment, which is peered at. What a funny looking rock.
He hasn't really worked on his telepathic abilities at all yet, but the vague sense of other plants being nearby was something he could do, and once Vash enters the rough zone where he could detect such a thing from, the boy perks up a bit, glancing around as if he expects someone to be there right then. There isn't.]
Um.
[Move the book around. Just wave it? No, that can't be right. Maybe the camera? Reluctantly he digs himself back out of the sand and stands up, picking the book up too. Sand gets on the lens briefly but doesn't stay there once it's shaken off. Maybe this guy just wanted landmarks. Like the big rock he was currently using as a kind of shelter. Which means the rock gets seen first, way too close to be of any use, then some other rocks over that way, and a rock sticking out of the water, and a rather weather-beaten oak tree just above the shoreline, the only one for a good distance, really not adapting well to the new salty environment.]
no subject
Knives is still listening, and watching, and still apprehensive, it's just a little distraction. Like the seashell he comes up with after a moment, which is peered at. What a funny looking rock.
He hasn't really worked on his telepathic abilities at all yet, but the vague sense of other plants being nearby was something he could do, and once Vash enters the rough zone where he could detect such a thing from, the boy perks up a bit, glancing around as if he expects someone to be there right then. There isn't.]
Um.
[Move the book around. Just wave it? No, that can't be right. Maybe the camera? Reluctantly he digs himself back out of the sand and stands up, picking the book up too. Sand gets on the lens briefly but doesn't stay there once it's shaken off. Maybe this guy just wanted landmarks. Like the big rock he was currently using as a kind of shelter. Which means the rock gets seen first, way too close to be of any use, then some other rocks over that way, and a rock sticking out of the water, and a rather weather-beaten oak tree just above the shoreline, the only one for a good distance, really not adapting well to the new salty environment.]
All those?