12-10-2018, 04:46 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 65%; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Jim was going fucking stir crazy in his attempts to keep himself occupied. Jim was never good with stagnancy -- he'd singlehandedly tear apart said stagnancy if he could. But, at the least, Tanglewood wasn't as bad as Riverside had been. Closeknit and people were actively working to keep things lively, and all that. Fuck. Jim misses his ship -- he liked the thrill and the danger and the math. And also not being covered in mud all the time, thanks.
But, well, Jim isn't even sure he can go back, so it's up to Jim to make his own fun, and .. partake in other people's. Or events. .. And whatever this was. A task? How vague. But, as it happens, Jim has literally nothing better to do, so the canine eagerly scrabbles up to the ghost once he hears the other's announcement.
"Please. Anything," Jim begs melodramatically, melting into himself for a moment before perking up immediately. He's itching to do something -- seriously, anything. Just as long as it wasn't, like, boring. And his definition of boring was pretty ruined right now.
But, well, Jim isn't even sure he can go back, so it's up to Jim to make his own fun, and .. partake in other people's. Or events. .. And whatever this was. A task? How vague. But, as it happens, Jim has literally nothing better to do, so the canine eagerly scrabbles up to the ghost once he hears the other's announcement.
"Please. Anything," Jim begs melodramatically, melting into himself for a moment before perking up immediately. He's itching to do something -- seriously, anything. Just as long as it wasn't, like, boring. And his definition of boring was pretty ruined right now.
[glow=black,2,300]— [abbr=tanglewood - chaser - wolfdog]✰[/abbr] —[/glow]