♚ ⊰ Hinata ; ( @florablessed ):
violet irises blink up at the sky in reaction to his words, but hanako is unable to see the chains or bars that might hold the clouds back. she knows it’s not the food that’s caused this question, and after a few moments, she turns her chin back to admire him. scar and all, she has always seen him as perhaps the most beautiful being of all.
she wishes she could tell him all this. she wishes he would believe her.
❝ mm, nope! they’re free, i know it. ❞
she answers without a doubt laced in her tone.
❝ you say that because they’re all always going in one direction, right? but that’s just the thing, you see! they’re always moving, always going, and they never look back. they’re always going forward towards their future without hesitation, and i think that’s admirable. ❞
Teeth meet inner cheek as he contemplates her reply. Though it makes sense, he still doesn’t appear convinced by such a lacking answer; the clouds may always be moving, but…prisoners did, too, and they weren’t moving because they wanted to—they moved because they had to. If one didn’t move, then the line would become delayed, the warden would strike, and fates would be sealed.
Did he know exactly the brutality of it all? Nah, he’d never actually been to a prison—thankfully—but his mind told him that the clouds were…similar.
A hum is response enough for the moment, tanned hand extended toward the clouds in silent contemplation. Her answer—weird as it was—firm as stone kept him from arguing; the point of disagreeing felt null and void at this point. A teal eye shut behind scarred lid, he swayed his hand around, wishing his arm could just dip into that blue canvas to disrupt that unsatisfying peace they spat back at him.
❝ Ya clouds are just mockin’ me, then! Runnin’ about while I suffer on the ground…ya able to do whatever ya want and come back to peace and normality! If I could just…swing my arm into that inky blue, they’d understand a day in the life of a dirty drifter! ❞ He bounced up, hands smacking down on to the rough surface beneath him for balance. ❝ I. Want. To. Do. Somethin’. Hinata. Lyin’ on this roof is fun and all—we ain’t even supposed to be here, ya know?—but it sucks bein’ forced to watch some snooty ass clouds mock me! HAH! ❞