I'm not giving up, kicking off the rust
As Koa's timer finally ticks to zero, it seems to set off a chain reaction of detonation, each of them losing their head for a moment. First, the catalyst hits Koa, the truth of it finally hitting him square enough that his teeth come out. No, literally, they're out, because he can hear them when he puts them back, after they try and wound his pride. Well, joke's on you Koa, it's already been beaten down as of late, so what's another stick to the dead horse?
"Exactly!" Kaisel exclaims with a stomp of his feet as he rocks forward over his knees, resting on his elbows as his fingers, still clutching needle and thread, punctuate the air with a gesture as if he means to stitch a nice throw pillow for Koa with the explanation spelled out on it. It'll just read, home sweet home but with a giant X over it. "I almost died Koa, and then, because of that, everything with Caly is ruined!" He scoffs, like it's obvious. "Which, by the way, Jack is the fucking father of those three, so guess who's stank ass was at her birthday party, and might be at other future family dinners!" He's absolutely lost it now, laughing absurdly as he leans back heavily into the couch with a defeated flop of his hands after all their attempts at leading an orchestra just before. "Not that it fucking matters since there won't be any more dinners since Jack told her Flora and I slept together."
He'd gotten so invested in the story, which by the way, all happened with him living here. Except, well, he'd been in Kings End for the birthday bust, which perhaps should be considered the worst part of all this and maybe discredits the notion that King's End will help him soul search or whatever, but that's all way too complicated for him to think about right now because OH FUCK what did he just say, out loud, to Koa?
The vomit wants to make a return now.
Maybe he doesn't recognize the weight of him not returning to Stormbreak would have on Koa, but in his mind, sleeping with the girl that Koa has flat out told him he loves, seems way worse. Hell, why not blow everything up at once, who needs limbs these days.
"Exactly!" Kaisel exclaims with a stomp of his feet as he rocks forward over his knees, resting on his elbows as his fingers, still clutching needle and thread, punctuate the air with a gesture as if he means to stitch a nice throw pillow for Koa with the explanation spelled out on it. It'll just read, home sweet home but with a giant X over it. "I almost died Koa, and then, because of that, everything with Caly is ruined!" He scoffs, like it's obvious. "Which, by the way, Jack is the fucking father of those three, so guess who's stank ass was at her birthday party, and might be at other future family dinners!" He's absolutely lost it now, laughing absurdly as he leans back heavily into the couch with a defeated flop of his hands after all their attempts at leading an orchestra just before. "Not that it fucking matters since there won't be any more dinners since Jack told her Flora and I slept together."
He'd gotten so invested in the story, which by the way, all happened with him living here. Except, well, he'd been in Kings End for the birthday bust, which perhaps should be considered the worst part of all this and maybe discredits the notion that King's End will help him soul search or whatever, but that's all way too complicated for him to think about right now because OH FUCK what did he just say, out loud, to Koa?
The vomit wants to make a return now.
Maybe he doesn't recognize the weight of him not returning to Stormbreak would have on Koa, but in his mind, sleeping with the girl that Koa has flat out told him he loves, seems way worse. Hell, why not blow everything up at once, who needs limbs these days.
Kaisel
I keep acting tough but maybe I'm not good enough
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
