[ marco's been having difficulty sleeping since arrival (it feels impossible, given adrenaline and caffeine and the probability of being killed), so shion catches him just as he allows his eyes to drift shut. ah, and suddenly having glaring lights shined your way, the raucous cheers of a crowd... well, it's no football game. he's tired enough that it doesn't rudely jolt him awake, but it does get his heartbeat to quicken.
resting against the trunk of a tree, a shield near to the crook of his elbow, his gaze searches the intruder up and down. upon first glance, as told by his physique, marco would think him harmless. but he knows better than too assume that now. he shifts his arm to lie it against once of the spears of the shield, fingers curling. ]
With what, exactly?
[ he'll give him the chance to explain himself, at least. ]
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[ marco's been having difficulty sleeping since arrival (it feels impossible, given adrenaline and caffeine and the probability of being killed), so shion catches him just as he allows his eyes to drift shut. ah, and suddenly having glaring lights shined your way, the raucous cheers of a crowd... well, it's no football game. he's tired enough that it doesn't rudely jolt him awake, but it does get his heartbeat to quicken.
resting against the trunk of a tree, a shield near to the crook of his elbow, his gaze searches the intruder up and down. upon first glance, as told by his physique, marco would think him harmless. but he knows better than too assume that now. he shifts his arm to lie it against once of the spears of the shield, fingers curling. ]
With what, exactly?
[ he'll give him the chance to explain himself, at least. ]