ZIDANE
Zidane to narrowed his eyes slightly now when they were so close that a mere hand would have trouble dividing them apart. Was Zidane sure? Yes he was since stated earlier; it was what he was "living" for. He tilted his head slightly to the side as he started to speak. "What is the point of living unless you are living a life worth while?" Sure he could sit on his ass gathering dust for hundreds of years, collecting cobweb and staying very much alive. But what was really the point with that? Once here one should have a task at hand and he had chosen his. If he have had a heartbeat however it might have raised from this close up encounter but alas he didn't have a heartbeat so... yeah.
He raised his hand as a grass straw fluttered through the air from a person entering the pub to catch it calmly before it fell on top of Amuns head. Threw it to the side without breaking eye contact for a second. "Oh? This sounds juicy. Need any help?"
He raised his hand as a grass straw fluttered through the air from a person entering the pub to catch it calmly before it fell on top of Amuns head. Threw it to the side without breaking eye contact for a second. "Oh? This sounds juicy. Need any help?"
Don't mind me, I'm just marking my territory
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
