- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- In the evening during the week and all time during the week-end
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- fantasy, horror, romance, modern
Mathieu's eyes roams around the small room, even if he knows that the other stranger is standing just being the door. He seems to want to have someone in his room, with him at least. He looks at his ankle and grits a bit, the pain was still present. The young man scoots a bit on the bed and rests his back on the wall. "People are...horrible." He finally says after a while. "They will become ..dangerous if they think that the other has better chance of survival than his." He shakes his head and looks at his own firearm, wondering if he had kill or injured a few peoples just to have make sure he was alive.
"I am sorry to hear that people you consider friends seem to have make you leave your own farm." He turns toward the door. "I knows we don't have much in common, to be honest...but it seems we will have to work together for a while if we want to reach that hospital." He stops talking and closes his eyes for a short moment. "So it is good to learn a bit about the other."
"I am sorry to hear that people you consider friends seem to have make you leave your own farm." He turns toward the door. "I knows we don't have much in common, to be honest...but it seems we will have to work together for a while if we want to reach that hospital." He stops talking and closes his eyes for a short moment. "So it is good to learn a bit about the other."