06-19-2018, 03:27 PM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
It was hard to mourn when he couldn’t feel anything, and somehow, it was as if he was cheating Margaery by not being completely and utterly devastated by her death. There’d been... something. A vaguely uncomfortable feeling, the shift of something amiss, the relative acknowledgement that he didn’t want to lose and that they’d been getting better. He’d intended to apologize to her that night for a reason, even if he could only tangently feel that reasoning when it was late at night and he was buzzed. Everything was just slightly wrong and he felt detached from it all, several degrees separated from the fallout.
Nevertheless, shit went on. As he arrived at the border, he wasn’t surprised to see that the small crowd had greeted newcomers. His ice blue stare fixed on the points of contact between Hazel and Suiteheart, the way that the younger girl didn’t seem horrified by the simple touch when it was someone other than him, and again— the faintest traces of something. A small lurch in his gut, the shifting of his souls, and then nothing once more as he tore his attention was from them and resolutely studied the strangers.
”Uh, yeah, welcome and shit, if you’re staying. ‘M Bast,” he said, tone boarding on bored in its apathy.
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSNevertheless, shit went on. As he arrived at the border, he wasn’t surprised to see that the small crowd had greeted newcomers. His ice blue stare fixed on the points of contact between Hazel and Suiteheart, the way that the younger girl didn’t seem horrified by the simple touch when it was someone other than him, and again— the faintest traces of something. A small lurch in his gut, the shifting of his souls, and then nothing once more as he tore his attention was from them and resolutely studied the strangers.
”Uh, yeah, welcome and shit, if you’re staying. ‘M Bast,” he said, tone boarding on bored in its apathy.
Honey, 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]