07-03-2018, 08:03 PM
I'LL BE GOOD, I'LL BE GOOD
Hazel was like a tether of golden light, drawing him in when he found himself absently wandering. Bastille wasn't sure if it was the bond or the simple force of her aura alone, but often times he'd be yawning and going to find something to do, only to stumble upon Hazel as if by coincidence. At this point, he'd stopped questioning it, and perhaps for good reason. He didn't really want to think too hard about her hold on him or the hopelessness of it. Instead, he elected to ignore it, tucking the realization deep in the pit of his rotten souls where she wouldn't get to it through their bond. It seemed to be relatively effective so far.
As he found himself drawn to her once more, he let his attention slide over her briefly as he came to a stop besides Gen, before he was quickly distracted by Aali and Roy. Bastille smirked slightly in amusement as he caught the little girl's new name, noting silently that Roy was going soft, before he commented, "Aali sounds like a good name to me. Hi, Aali."
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSAs he found himself drawn to her once more, he let his attention slide over her briefly as he came to a stop besides Gen, before he was quickly distracted by Aali and Roy. Bastille smirked slightly in amusement as he caught the little girl's new name, noting silently that Roy was going soft, before he commented, "Aali sounds like a good name to me. Hi, Aali."
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]