07-26-2018, 02:19 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 520px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; font-family: verdana;"]Fischer was sure it would take a lot more than a few questions for her to trust the Officer. She valued trusting and liking someone in different lights. If someone was likable, it was just that she enjoyed the presence of them, no certain circumstances to it. Trust, however, was very different. Did she trust that Caesar was loyal to the Typhoon? Of course. Did she personally trust her life in his? Absolutely not, and that;s where she drew the line. However, being distrustful in others was something she often struggled with, as paranoia had been a regular checklist on her every day routine back in the day. Still, she actively tried to fight her instincts, and padded up to the session.
"How about this: what's one of your life goals?" The wolf asked timidly, glancing over at the fire, as well as Tokoyami, whom she'd not gotten the chance to know that well yet. The Striker would contemplate eating a marshmallow for a moment, but would resist, always bothered by how the snack stuck to her pelt so easily.
"How about this: what's one of your life goals?" The wolf asked timidly, glancing over at the fire, as well as Tokoyami, whom she'd not gotten the chance to know that well yet. The Striker would contemplate eating a marshmallow for a moment, but would resist, always bothered by how the snack stuck to her pelt so easily.