/// sorry, but you just got in my way
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
The checkout goes smoothly – even with the addition of one last trinket to the mix – a cane of sorts – blackened wood, sealed beautifully with golden accents. Not that he particularly needs it, but he does miss having something akin to an extension of his arms, especially one as ambiguous as possible. So he starts to pay and listens as she speaks. “I would love nothing more.” He assures her with a bright grin, finishing up quickly so that they can get started on the way there.
He lets her guide him, cane clicking against the ground with each step, humming along as she regales him with the stories of so many things that he finds his mind a bit squirrely with everything that’s happened. “Gods. Yes, her description doesn’t raise any flags of recognition, even as an Acquired.” He muses, shrugging lightly, but there’s still a hint of a puzzled look on his face as he contemplates it. “Everything was so different back then. The Climb, for one, was full of so many of us. You could hardly look somewhere without there being more.” He grows a touch nostalgic, whimsical in his tone as he contemplates it, before he shakes his head and reaches up to tuck a rogue dark piece of hair back from his face.
He lets her guide him, cane clicking against the ground with each step, humming along as she regales him with the stories of so many things that he finds his mind a bit squirrely with everything that’s happened. “Gods. Yes, her description doesn’t raise any flags of recognition, even as an Acquired.” He muses, shrugging lightly, but there’s still a hint of a puzzled look on his face as he contemplates it. “Everything was so different back then. The Climb, for one, was full of so many of us. You could hardly look somewhere without there being more.” He grows a touch nostalgic, whimsical in his tone as he contemplates it, before he shakes his head and reaches up to tuck a rogue dark piece of hair back from his face.
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
