06-05-2018, 11:02 PM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
Well, this was convenient. Bastille had decided not to throw his name at Joel in the throng of people greeting him and trying to treat his wounds, electing instead to make sure he lived and got settled into a room and just meet him later or some shit. He supposed that the guy deciding to host his own little meet and greet made that a lot easier for him. Bastille arrived with a yawn, drowsy from whatever mystery pill Rad had given him this time, but pleased with the pleasant hum that was thrumming under his skin. He stopped beside Rin, eyeing the guy briefly before he drawled, "Yo. 'm Bast. You from anywhere other than the fuckin' sky?"
[align=center]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]