Vanished
Warning: Contains talk of physical abuse
bag, it struck him for a moment just what he was doing and he paused. It was a long ugly pause as he finally admitted something he’d known for awhile but wouldn’t let himself think.
I don’t trust my guild.
And he didn’t, he really didn’t. Without Baya around he didn’t even feel safe around most of them. Why would he? Many were pretty open about their scorn towards him, snarling at him when Baya didn’t see, and threatening him when she couldn’t hear. He knew full well the things they wanted to do to him, saw the hungry looks in their eyes when he passed by. He’d skipped the gruesome rites of passage most had to do to join the guild by Baya’s graces, and many resented him for it. They resented him more for not talking even though he… he couldn’t.
If he was honest with himself, he’d known for awhile how ready they were to hurt him, and Baya’s absence made that all the clearer. She’d been missing only a week but it was enough. At first they’d kept their distance, wary of what Baya would do if they laid a finger on him. As the days dragged on however, he found them searching for him, making grabs and sneers when they found him. Birr especially got more and more brazen, to the point where he’d once pinned Tora to a wall, spouting off a long list of horrid things he wanted to do to him. If Pepper hadn’t interrupted him… Tora shuddered, and closed up his bag.
If he stayed they’d torture him in every way they could think of.
He wasn’t going to let them.
Tora exited out the back of the pod, leaving the indoor flowers blooming bright to make it seem like he was still home. It would be a short distraction, but hopefully enough. He dusted off his coat, gave a quick glance at his surroundings, then vanished into the night with barely a sound.
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