LOCKE
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Falling farther from just what we are
It's wet here. And cold. And gray. Kind of the opposite of everything he's used to. He hangs back behind Ronin, following him like the good little dog he's pretending to be. His eyes pan over the stone walls before back at the man in front of him. Sleeping quarters. That's probably the thing he's looking forward to the least. Besides all of the rain. There's so much fucking rain. Then again he's only been here for like.. less than a day so maybe it won't be so bad.
"Very.. gray. Kind of miss all the color of Torchline." He kind of shrugs though, taking a few longer strides to match Ronin's pace. He dips his head to look at Sugar, she doesn't seem concerned by the rain one bit. Interesting. "Can't say the statues aren't cool though. I've heard they uh.. come alive? Or is that another rumor?" You hear lots of lies and rumors in Torchline. But, some facts are stranger than fiction.
"Very.. gray. Kind of miss all the color of Torchline." He kind of shrugs though, taking a few longer strides to match Ronin's pace. He dips his head to look at Sugar, she doesn't seem concerned by the rain one bit. Interesting. "Can't say the statues aren't cool though. I've heard they uh.. come alive? Or is that another rumor?" You hear lots of lies and rumors in Torchline. But, some facts are stranger than fiction.
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
These conversations kill
