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❛ Peter then? ❜ eyes darted to and fro, looking for the COMFORT of audience, but the street was as barren as could be, strange for a city who RARELY slept. night unfurled before them, a slumbering BEAST ready to spread its wing & cloak the world in the comfort of DARKNESS ( but not so comforting right now ). ryan stood, arms folded against his chest, mouth PRESSED in faint frown. ❛ I haven’t cut off a limb to try. ❜ he tried not to think of what his father would have done had he realized just what his SON really was. ❛ if you’ll excuse me, I have supper waiting for me at home. it was——– ❜ nice chatting with you. he could not say such was TRUE ; his sentence trailed off into oblivion, unspoken in the event of truth.
he didn’t like it when others didn’t want to PLAY WITH HIM ; hop, skip, step, one hand pressed to the other’s chest, pushing him back ever so slightly, mechanized smile bitten with furtive remorse ( i’m sorry you’re not having more FUN with me !! ) ❛ no, no, no, what about me, i don’t have dinner, i don’t have a home, there’s no need to be MEAN –––––– ❜ nimbus eyes flash to black, but only for a breath, he’s not hungry, he’s just uncertain. ❛ don’t you wanna see if your limbs grow back? if i were a lizard boy, i’d want to know. ❜ cocked head and furrowed brow, he counts each limb, each digit of each limb, darting gaze fixed in fantasy. ❛ then homes and dinners and bedtime stories, but first i wanna play with my new pet lizard –––––– daddy would let me keep a LIZARD, but not a cat, cats scratch the furniture, and get their necks wrung for that. ❜
