☬ Pure Symbol Weaponry ☬ Gender Masculine ☬ Age 16 ☬ Feeling Upset ☬ Location Forest ☬ Tags Genive xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxHolstering his firearm, Silas arched his white eye brows and threw his hands into the air, grumbling to himself, "Geez!" The albino glanced over at the girl, who was now hiding behind two trees. Tilting his head, Silas questioned the girl, "Is it the way I look? Is that why you hide in fear?" He lowered his gaze, feeling something he often felt when faced with a challenge or person.
Part of Silas died inside at the thought of someone being afraid of his appearance. The last time that had happened, it hadn;t ended well. Having no firearm at the time, Silas had gotten into a fist fight with another boy his age. Breaking his neck, Silas barely got away before the government arrived. After that, Silas wasn't sure what side he was on. He would not side with the people who hated him, but he would not side with the government. He was just.. Alone... All because of his past.