06-03-2018, 10:39 PM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
Bastille skirted around Margaery as he joined the group gathering, a faint thrumming in his veins keeping him alert. He wasn't really sure what the girl on the border had given him, but he was fairly certain she'd referred to this one as an 'upper' -- and he did, in fact, feel slightly less bitter and empty than normal. He flicked a brief glance over the newcomer as he stopped beside Luna, and offered a lazy smirk in greeting as he provided, "Cooper? Welcome and shit. 'M Bast."
[align=center][b]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSHoney, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]