Hmm, that was interesting.... The man must have an extraordinary range of skills, to have no preference or difference in skill when picking up just about any weapon one could care to name. Or maybe it just meant he had mediocre talent in everything? ....No, that couldn't be--if anything, Gaston seemed like the sort who would hone his talents to the exclusion of lesser skills. What seemed more likely was that he simply didn't want to get into that particular discussion at the moment, for whatever reason. He wouldn't pry if the man didn't want him too; Gaston did seem a bit distracted....
He himself, meanwhile, had been more or less tuning things out. He had been picking up on a bit of ambient fear in the area, but had willfully ignored it, rather than giving in to the impulse to go check things out and make it worse. After all, he had wanted to have a nice day today, not to go harass people.... Was it such a crime to want a vacation? Even natural instincts needed to have a break taken from them, sometimes....
To be fair to both Gaston and himself though, he would have to make a few amendments to the man's judgments. First of all, he was just as much a hunter as Gaston was, though his prey and sport were considerably different; he was used to watching for different things, and for that matter, was acclimated to a certain degree of fearful tension. And secondly, he didn't need to play cat and mouse with any wild animals--people were animal enough, and could certainly be wild when the situation called for it. Playing cat and mouse with a wild animal was probably harder, though. Animals were more alert, and usually more cautious--but they were also more sensible. They didn't become so easily startled at the slightest natural noises, or let their imaginations run away with them.....
He turned his head to listen, frowning thoughtfully at the comment. "I haven't.... can you tell who or what they are? It is rather.... still out today." He waited for a dramatic, lonely wolf howl or an eerie moan and rush of a cold gust of wind to emphasize his point; neither came. Ah, that was right--Halloweentown was considerably more obliging than Paixao seemed to be when it came to the environment getting in on things. Regretfully, Jack made an effort to tune into his senses now, rather than ignore them as he had been doing. He really had hoped for a nice, peaceful day of shopping and research....
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He himself, meanwhile, had been more or less tuning things out. He had been picking up on a bit of ambient fear in the area, but had willfully ignored it, rather than giving in to the impulse to go check things out and make it worse. After all, he had wanted to have a nice day today, not to go harass people.... Was it such a crime to want a vacation? Even natural instincts needed to have a break taken from them, sometimes....
To be fair to both Gaston and himself though, he would have to make a few amendments to the man's judgments. First of all, he was just as much a hunter as Gaston was, though his prey and sport were considerably different; he was used to watching for different things, and for that matter, was acclimated to a certain degree of fearful tension. And secondly, he didn't need to play cat and mouse with any wild animals--people were animal enough, and could certainly be wild when the situation called for it. Playing cat and mouse with a wild animal was probably harder, though. Animals were more alert, and usually more cautious--but they were also more sensible. They didn't become so easily startled at the slightest natural noises, or let their imaginations run away with them.....
He turned his head to listen, frowning thoughtfully at the comment. "I haven't.... can you tell who or what they are? It is rather.... still out today." He waited for a dramatic, lonely wolf howl or an eerie moan and rush of a cold gust of wind to emphasize his point; neither came. Ah, that was right--Halloweentown was considerably more obliging than Paixao seemed to be when it came to the environment getting in on things. Regretfully, Jack made an effort to tune into his senses now, rather than ignore them as he had been doing. He really had hoped for a nice, peaceful day of shopping and research....