Post by Kenzie on Jun 16, 2016 13:20:30 GMT -5
Not unlike usual, Cliff found himself perched up in the high branches of a tree, obscured by the branches and leaves. He was sitting with his legs crossed one over the other and his left hand firmly grasping the trunk of the tree beside him. In this little enclave, Cliff was shielded from the bright sun that cast rays on the dirt path below him. Despite the warmness of the sun, there was a distinct coolness in the air, indicating that he was only a few feet south of Queen Shyanne’s district.
Cliff was wearing a loose tee shirt that was a few sizes too large for his teenage shoulders and torso. He had a pair of jeans on his legs, and his dark hair was left down. What stood out about Cliff’s appearance was not the baggy clothing – it was the bugs.
On his skin, creatures crawled, across his fingers and arm. The long legs of spiders tickled his skin. There were several bugs that were crawling around him, generally – all along the tree trunk and down the branch he sat on, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He looked filthy, with dirt staining his skin and hair. He almost blended into the tree seamlessly, unless one were to distinctly try to peer between the branches.
Cliff often took to this spot to spook innocent passerby. Many people who walked by were terrified of bugs and when he sent one their way, it left them in a fit of screams! It was hilarious and Cliff laughed as his last victim scurried away back towards someone else’s district, her shrieks echoing in the air!
Cliff forced his laughter to die when he saw another form approaching over the hill and waited, quietly, for the perfect opportunity to spook the newcomer.
