Harper
I'll keep breaking my own heart with dreams
I know I'm still not what I want to be
I know I'm still not what I want to be
His sigh is more internal given his current activities, but Hadama will easily sense his disappointment, not the type to carefully curate or guard his emotions as some Attuned did. Often. But money, drugs, power...they are enticing, and no level of oversight can really fully eradicate it. All we can do is try to provide safe alternatives to elevating one's station. It's no surprise that Harper had been heavily involved in social work in his old world and had done his best to enact the same here in Torchline; medical clinics, the post-secondary school he runs himself, as many handouts as he can give from his own palms. He hadn't lied to Sohalia when he'd said that he would teach people to steal and slip into shadows unseen, but always with the emphasis that it should only be utilized to escape from hard times, harder fists. He couldn't change everything overnight, but it wouldn't stop him from trying.
As the availability of air became far narrower and slimmer, Harper reserves the air in his lungs and tries to go longer beneath the surface, only utilizing Hadama's ring when the only other option would be smashing his head into the ceiling. Luckily we make a good one! he responds cheerily, undaunted. It dwindles as the quiet, gentle query comes in its wake, and while he doesn't block off the bond he tries to mute and soften the hurt that wells against his will.
...no. Edmund returned and said he'd had a long talk with her, but she did not come back. Edmund had then moved out into his own apartment, and Jude had aged up to sixteen...It has been really hard, honestly. I've been trying not to let it show, but my son - he saw it anyway. Visited Frey's shrine, said it was to stop being a burden. He wonders if Hadama had seen Jude when they'd all convened to call upon Safrin, if he'd even recognized the teenager who had previously been a shy ten-year-old. Then his mother came around, and that was - he cuts himself off, and a sharp flare of embarrassment spikes in the bond. Ah, sorry. Didn't mean to go off on a tangent.
As the availability of air became far narrower and slimmer, Harper reserves the air in his lungs and tries to go longer beneath the surface, only utilizing Hadama's ring when the only other option would be smashing his head into the ceiling. Luckily we make a good one! he responds cheerily, undaunted. It dwindles as the quiet, gentle query comes in its wake, and while he doesn't block off the bond he tries to mute and soften the hurt that wells against his will.
...no. Edmund returned and said he'd had a long talk with her, but she did not come back. Edmund had then moved out into his own apartment, and Jude had aged up to sixteen...It has been really hard, honestly. I've been trying not to let it show, but my son - he saw it anyway. Visited Frey's shrine, said it was to stop being a burden. He wonders if Hadama had seen Jude when they'd all convened to call upon Safrin, if he'd even recognized the teenager who had previously been a shy ten-year-old. Then his mother came around, and that was - he cuts himself off, and a sharp flare of embarrassment spikes in the bond. Ah, sorry. Didn't mean to go off on a tangent.
But what more do you want from me?
