karm's legacy

[sixruined]

threetigerblessing·:

Got him.

“Yeah, that! Responsibility! That’s what Seofon would want if he were here! I mean, if he were standing right here next to us. Did you see him yet? It’s really lucky that so many of us Eternals ended up in the same place…”

As long as they found some reason to keep fighting, she should be able to keep Seox around for a little bit, Threo thought. Normally she wouldn’t concern herself with it too much; maybe being separated from the others made her a little lonely? She’d been the same way with Tweyen and Seofon as well.

“Why would I go back? I only ever go forward, Seox. And I don’t lie, either! That’s too much work!” she said, stepping towards one of the fallen men. Seox was right to think there was probably more people to find and fight nearby, but Threo didn’t want to waste time on fodder like this. Better to get right to the heart of the matter, she thought, lifting one of the men by the collar. She brought him close, taking a deep whiff of the smells that drifted off him. Cigar smoke, alcohol, some kind of oil, wet ink, sweat, blood…

“Alright! Let’s go fight some people! And help some people too, I guess!” she said, dropping the man to the ground. It was easy enough to follow the scent deeper into the back alleys, and Threo wondered if they might run into some other thugs for a warm-up.

His perpetual frown deepens for a moment in annoyance at the mention of their leader.  Pushing away the horrifying image of their meeting at the festival, he responds to Threo’s question with a terse, “Yes... unfortunately.”

And with a small amount of effort, he manages to keep himself from commenting on Threo’s special brand of ignorance as she takes his words literally - having dealt with it on more than one occasion has made ignoring it easier than it should be. Instead of replying, he simply follows the other Eternal’s lead, steps light and silent. 

Hopefully, the draph will get her fill of violence quickly enough so they can go their separate ways - though Seox isn’t keeping his hopes up; the draph’s need for a good fight is almost insatiable, and who knows how long it’ll take, how many mediocre fights they’ll need to get into before her need is satisfied?

Trekking behind his companion, he gives off an almost sulking air;  it’s not that he dislikes the other, but more so that he simply does not have the emotional capacity to keep up with her. The draph is too bright (not intellectually), too energetic, too loud - and for Seox, it’s too much to deal with for any extended period of time. So, as a principal, he tries to avoid big personalities like her to spare himself the social fatigue. 

Of course, even as he’s busy brooding, he doesn’t ever let his guard down. His ears twitch as they catch what sounds like multiple pairs of footsteps when they round into the next alley; immediately, his eyes snap from the dingy walls around them to the draph in front of him, almost certain that she too, is on alert - for all her faults, Threo is an Eternal for a reason. 

“If the cleaning bill gets higher because of additional stains, you’re still paying for it,” he says, fists tensing in anticipation for the potential fight ahead. 

[sixruined]

aonoshoujo·:

If Lyria excelled in anything, it was being able to see past small barriers and impassive expressions; such a task was easier when the person in question was already a good friend. The softer gaze is not lost on her, and her demeanor seems even brighter as she listens to the Eternal. His short pause stills her excitement momentarily. 

That… made a lot of sense, and was also terribly sad. Lyria herself couldn’t say that much about festivities, having only attended them–to her knowledge–after starting the journey with Gran, Djeeta and the rest of the crew, but she’s rather surprised. Had Seox never attended anything like this when he was a child, either? Maybe he’d always been as anxious as the one they knew.

“Is that so?” It’d be rude to pry. “The ones I’ve been to since travelling with everyone were, yes.” Lyria answers as though the word hanging in the air is clear as day. “Lively and full of people enjoying themselves.” That’s what she thinks they both mean, and she turns to the erune, smile once more in place. “Would you like to see more, Seox-san? Maybe we can get closer and see what else is happening in other places.”

It’s a harmless suggestion, one she hopes he’ll consider taking. She knows of his struggles with crowds, has caused a couple incidents by taking his mask herself, but maybe her company will help him a little.

He’s hesitant - extremely so, going quiet for even longer than usual as he weighs his options. He feels out of his depth, wary and tense at the prospect of getting closer to the boisterous crowd; he knows his own limits, after all. Still, he doesn’t want to hold Lyria back. The girl could already be joining in on the fun, laughing and dancing the night away with everyone else, but instead she’s here with him - wasting her time on the outskirts.

And admittedly, the strange fascination he’s currently experiencing also makes it easier for him to tentatively accept her offer. Perhaps he’ll regret it in the near future, but for now - for now, with the comfort of his mask, he thinks he can manage. 

“...Alright, I’m not entirely opposed to the idea.” His voice is free of the hesitance he feels as he keeps his tone neutral, “But if you harbour any expectations of seeing me dance at any point tonight, you’ll be severely disappointed.” Because he can deal with getting closer and exploring, but dancing lies definitively beyond his capabilities - and he feels he needs to make it clear so that Lyria won’t be disappointed if she ends up wanting them to join in, or something.

With a final glance at the gathered crowd as he stores the sight away in memory, he turns his full attention to her. “You mentioned other areas we could go to?”

[sixruined]

glassedwings·:

εїз      ❝ Quite the cruel fate, hm? ❞ the draph turns to the familiar voice. the hood & mask are key to recognizing who stands before her—yet another eternal, cursed by the shared plight. she always tries to pull the best out of each situation—yet she could not help delving herself into solitude & indulging in its care. 

          ❝ Seox, correct? ❞ she recalls. with only having longer, in-depth conversations with fif & eahta, she can at least recognize the feared skydwellers of the sky when they paced past her on the grandcypher. but it is quite surprising he remembers her own name, & cannot help but feel a twinge honored. ❝ It seems we both have the need to partake in some quiet reflection. ❞

          perhaps that is not entirely correct in the other’s terms, but she still speaks with sympathy behind her words. 

         ❝ If you are willing, would you like to keep me company? Feel free to decline, however, I know you are a quiet one. ❞ the smile that comes is gentle, inviting. at least with this offer, he will not feel alone in this strange world—& she, too.

Staring for a moment, he’s hesitant to accept her offer, not being one to seek the company of others - but perhaps it’s because she’s familiar to him, and her presence here is serene and calming that he finds himself nodding and quietly settling down on the ground. He still keeps his distance, of course, but it’s close enough that he would be heard easily if he chose to speak.

He takes in the tranquillity of their surroundings, and lets out a breath he didn’t realise he had been holding. The peace and quiet soothes him, and slowly, he feels his anxieties ebb away in the calm.

When he’s more relaxed, he glances over at the draph, finding himself curious for the details of her circumstance: how long has she been here? Has she met anyone else? Did she have any idea as to what was happening?

“How did you find this spot?” He asks instead, because it’s not in his nature to voice what he really wants - though he is curious for her answer, as this area is secluded enough to be hidden away from those with a less keen eye.

[sixruined]

threetigerblessing‌:

Seox didn’t look happy- moreso than usual. He probably didn’t like ice cream, especially when it splatted on his clothes.

“Aw, really? That sucks, I was getting excited just thinking about it! I haven’t had a good fight since all those monsters showed up!” she said, peering around Seox to confirm what he’d told her. A handful of men lay scattered behind him, some groaning softly, some KO’d into silence. Seox, on the other hand, was unscathed. She wouldn’t have expected anything else, of course.

What is she supposed to do, then? This whole city, in spite of everything, was so boring. Even a short, easy fight like Seox just got would’ve helped her resist going stir-crazy.

“You can’t just walk away!” she said, trotting after him. “I’m bored! I don’t know what you do for fun here, but you should come with me instead! I’m looking for more trouble, like that!”

“We’re the Eternals, so we have a… a, uh… a Persond Ability to keep the peace, right? You should help me out! Maybe we’ll find someone actually worth fighting!”

But it’s Seox, so she should probably throw something else in there. She’s desperate enough for something to do that she doesn’t mind. “And I’ll pay for someone to wash your cloak!”

He walked away knowing Threo would most likely follow, but that doesn’t mean he’s happy when he’s proven to be right. He knows he can’t exactly ignore her, with Threo being Threo, but that’s not going to stop Seox from trying.

Or at least, it wasn’t, until the draph throws in her offer at the end. Pausing, he considers her words, weighing their value against his own wishes . As much as he doesn’t want to babysit another Eternal (specifically, this Eternal), it’ll be even more of a hassle to try and remove the stains said Eternal got on him - if he can even remove them completely. 

He’s quiet for a few more moments, before finally coming to a decision.  Letting out a displeased sigh, he finds himself reluctantly agreeing to join her. 

“It’s responsibility. You mean responsibility,” he mutters, before turning around once more, eyeing his companion warily. As far as he’s aware, the other doesn’t make it a habit to lie - but she’s also prone to being unpredictable and volatile, so he can’t help but feel apprehensive. “You better not go back on your word, Threo... I’ll be holding you to it.” 

Crossing his arms, he nods towards their dingy surroundings, “...If you’re looking for more trouble, it shouldn’t be too far off. Rats never stray from the darkness.”

[sixruined]

threetigerblessing·:

@sixruined

Every so often, Threo took it upon herself to do a little patrolling around the city, the kind of thing Anre or Seofon would approve of. After all, barely anyone in the city knew who the Eternals were, and that was kind of a bummer, so she would spread their name and do some good deeds in the process! It was foolproof. Or Threo-proof, even.

The sound of a scuffle behind some buildings drew her attention as she walked. It sounded like an argument, could it turn violent? Maybe she should take a look just to be-

“Oof! What the- oh no, my ice cream!” 

Threo’s patrol treat leapt from her hand to the ground as she bounced off of the stranger’s backside. “Darn, my bad! I should’ve been paying more attention! Oh, I think I got some ice cream on your cape…” It wasn’t exactly behavior befitting an Eternal, but maybe they would be understanding? Actually, the more Threo looked at the cape, the more familiar it seemed…

“…Seox? Oh, Seox! Wow, what are the odds?” This was good news, it was someone who couldn’t be that mad at her, because they were crewmates. “Hi Seox! Good seeing you again! Oh, sorry about your cape! I was distracted ‘cause it sounded like some people might be fighting!”

It’s almost comforting to know that even in this foreign, strange land, some things are still never change - there’s always ruffians lurking about, ready to band together and prey upon the unsuspecting and the weak. Unfortunately for them, they picked the wrong quarry this time around. 

He’s just about to step over their unconscious bodies and be on his way, when something knocks into him from behind; he curses himself for letting his guard down and not sensing it in time, and just as he’s about to turn around and swipe at his assailant, he realises who it is from that voice.Then, her words register and he immediately turns to look down at the damage she’s caused to his uniform. 

Honestly, he doesn’t care much for it, but the fact that he’ll have to clean it now makes him more than a little annoyed with the other Eternal. Lips twisting downwards, he finally faces her properly, his displeasure evident even with half of his face hidden. 

“...It’s just like you to come running at any sign of a fight.” He lets out an irritated sigh, “It wouldn’t have satisfied your appetite. These men fell as soon as the battle began - they counted on their number overwhelming me.”

Crossing his arms, he’s already turning to go when he says, “So, are we done? I have to go wash out the mess you’ve made.”

[sixruined]

tigurijiayo·:

        It’s not as if hes a stranger to remarks about how unbelievably tired he looked. But this was the first bby someone who looked even more cynical to the world than he did. Not to mention that mask… was he a chuuni?

       “I’m sorry. I can’t do anything about it, so please ignore it if you can or better yet pretend I’m not there. That has worked for others.” He stares at his newest paper net, contemplating the words of the other. “I’ve tried. That damn old man won’t let me leave.”

        His own pride too wasn’t allowing him to leave. How he wished to be free of this game, he just wanted one fish to at least take home to keep him company. But god damn was this game hard. But spite drove him at this point and he wasn’t going to give up… Yet.

In a way, he understands the man’s sentiment - the old man is incredibly stubborn, to the point where it’s less effort to just do what he wants and be done with it. 

However, his empathy for the stranger’s words do nothing to lighten his expression; being in close proximity to such negativity seems to be influencing his own. Still, Seox takes the man’s advice and goes about ignoring him, turning back to the tub and trying to pick up where he left off. 

Before engaging the man, he’d just discovered the trick to this game - how the speed, the technique and the angle mattered - and now he’s confident that with one or two more tries, he’ll be able to beat it.

Except he’s wrong. Annoyed, he looks down at another failed attempt, the only consolation being that his tries are getting closer to becoming successes. Taking a moment to refocus himself, he spares the man another (curious) glance. 

“...You’ve been here longer than I have.” In any other circumstance, he wouldn’t have spoken, having said all that needed to be said earlier - but really, the sight of this man was just too... pitiful, almost. “Do you plan on staying here the rest of the night?”

[ask-meme-addicts]

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❝ some say love is a river, me i say things that make sense ❞

❝ if your newborn baby has a full head of hair that means it is a business baby and is ready to enter the world of finance ❞

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❝ one of these days i will float up off into damn space and no one can stop me, not even gravity or nasa ❞

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❝ i hope one day i will find love, or a cool looking leaf. either one ❞

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❝ the hairless rat is not a new species, merely a result of my failed scam of shaving rats and selling the hair back to them at a high price ❞

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❝ sometimes the people that hurt us the most are the ones swinging big knives around while screaming and trying to cut us ❞

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❝ yeah i looked both ways before crossing the street, i looked both ‘handsome’ and ‘radiant’, too bad i got hit by that car ❞

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❝ hurled my bible at the paper boy and knocked him off his bike with the real news ❞

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[sixruined]

starswordsovereign‌:

@sixruined

The mystery of why he’d been brought to this island had yet to be solved, and Seofon didn’t have any leads. 

But he was trying not to worry about it much, not until he had a better grasp on the situation. Now that he’d found Threo here, as well as a few others from the Sky Realm, he was starting to feel a little more sure that this was something affecting their entire world, and if he was going to solve it, he needed more support. If two Eternals were here, then surely, there had to be more.

But Seofon’s noble quest of finding other Eternals had gotten sidetracked fairly quickly, especially since he’d been dropped onto the island in his beach gear, in the middle of a festival. It was where he was now, partaking of the food, a stick of grilled squid in one hand, and one of steak in the other, wielding them like he would wield his swords.

So imagine his surprise when his eyes fall on a very familiar figure from behind, one that he very clearly recognized as Seox. He couldn’t even hide his excitement as he ran up to the man, the first thought in his mind that they were on the beach at a festival much like he’d tried to drag all the Eternals to every year. He couldn’t escape him here. Surely it would be shocking to see Seofon not clad in his typical armor, but in a very small swimsuit and open shirt.

“Seox! Seox, my friend, I can’t believe this, you’re here as well!”

As one of the best hand-to-hand combatants in the sky realm, Seox’s reflexes are of the highest calibre - and yet, even as he notices someone approaching at a fast speed, even as he recognises exactly who it is that is running towards him, the erune isn’t able to react. 

“...”

For a second he is simply frozen, face devoid of all emotion and body stock still as he takes in the complete disaster before him. Whatever positive emotions he might have felt towards the man’s presence is quickly overshadowed by the shock (and horror) Seox feels at his appearance. 

The moment of surprise passes, and his expression immediately morphs into its customary frown - except its deeper, and there’s a glint in his eye that makes the look he gives Seofon seem more like a glare. He takes a step back to put some more space between himself, the other man and his outfit. 

“Why are you dressed like that?”

Normally, Seox isn’t one to concern himself with how others dress; he doesn’t care, because it’s not his business and he always has more important matters to attend to. But now, this was a special case - aside from Seofon’s current appearance objectively being an assault on the senses, there’s also the fact that he’s associated with the man. 

“I thought that even someone like you possessed some modicum of shame... but clearly, I’ve somehow managed to overestimate you.”

[sixruined]

witchcraftcr·:

@sixruined 

·❝…Why don’t you join the fun? ❞

·A smile on her face as she approached the cloaked figure. The point of a beach-side festa was to unwind and have fun in the sun, was it not? She gives a soft hum as she looks the other over, taking notice what appears to be ears that rest comfortably under the hood. If they were an Erune, it should be okay for her to tease them a bit, right? After all, they could be a member of the crew…

·❝Wouldn’t you feel more comfortable if you were to dress down a bit? Hehe, don’t tell me that the heat isn’t bothering you, everyone has their limits…❞

The attention makes him want to duck further into his hood in an attempt to hide, but thanks to his mask, none of the discomfort he feels actually reveals itself. Instead, he responds by crossing his arms and looking away.

While it’s true that the heat combined with his armour makes for an unpleasant experience, what the woman’s suggesting is completely out of the question - it’s exposing, and shameless. 

...And not to mention embarrassing. 

“This is hardly the worst I’ve suffered.” He answers curtly, brows furrowing in his effort to remain unaffected by the hot weather, “if my limits were so easily reached, this heat would be the very least of my concerns.” 

[sixruined]

@weissdrache​

He’s briskly making his exit from the beach, having quickly decided that it was undoubtedly a bad idea to come here, when it happens. He hears a yell from somewhere behind him, and then turns out of reflex to catch the ball flying towards him moments before it can hit the back of his head. 

For a second, he simply frowns down at the ball caught between his hands, before he looks up at the direction it came from. There’s a few people standing around in the sand, and Seox has no doubt that these must be the owners. Although he’d much rather just leave it in the sand for them to find and collect, thus avoiding any sort of interaction, it looks like he’s already been noticed.  

Wordlessly he waits, holding the ball out for one of them to take. 

[sixruined]

aonoshoujo·:

The festival’s atmosphere had drawn Lyria like a moth to a flame, her natural curiosity and friendly disposition making it impossible for her to stay away. It was a lovely change of pace, and seeing crowds going around and having fun was contagious. She’d seen the games and stalls, had even participated in some, and when night fell she found herself at the beach.

The music is unlike any she’d heard back in the skydoms, and the girl was entranced by the colorful dances that ensued. Unsure of what to do, however, Lyria mostly observed, her body swaying from side to side in sync with the rhythm. Until passing conversations have her turn her attention to a lonely figure.

Was that…? The light from the bonfires dances on armor and clothes that she recognizes easily, and if that weren’t enough then the mask was the clearest giveaway. “Seox-san?”Straying from the crowds, the girl walks over to the erune, feet digging into the sand with every step. She’s unconcerned with her bold approach, certain that the Eternal will sense her presence easily.

She’s confused, naturally, and maybe just a little concerned. Seox was often the type that avoided crowds, Lyria knew, even if he had his mask. And yet, she quietly smiles at him rather than question. Maybe, just maybe, he’s enjoying himself.

Besides, she’s happy to see him! “Everyone looks like they are having fun, don’t they, Seox-san?” And while the girl would hate to be pushy, a bif part of her hopes he’ll be willing to join in.

When he senses someone approach, his body tenses out of habit as his eyes immediately snap to whoever it is - only to widen in shock as he realises that not only does he recognise the figure, but that it’s also a friend. 

He regains control of his expression almost immediately, his face returning to its default impassiveness. Still, he can’t help the surge of warmth he feels at seeing her safe and her usual cheery self - and it shows, through his relatively relaxed posture and softer gaze. 

“Yes, so it seems.” His eyes drift back over to the crowd, taking in the liveliness and exuberance with a strange expression. He’s about to continue speaking, but then hesitates - he’s not about to disclose anything confidential or significant, but somehow it still feels so exposing, so personal.

“I’ve never been in such close proximity to an event like this. Are they always so...” He struggles to find a word that will accurately convey what he sees and senses, because it’s all so loud and gaudy and overwhelming... and yet, there’s some quality about it that draws him in. 

That’s not to say that he’s about to go around and start talking to people, or even get closer to the teeming crowd - no, there’s no urge to change his (anti)social tendencies. It’s just that... watching the expressions of pure enjoyment and contentment on the party-goers’ faces interests him. He’s never had, or really given himself the chance to experience what these people do, and so he finds himself fascinated by their uninhibited delight.

[sixruined]

tigurijiayo‌:

     He hated being pressured into things. Doppo’s inability to say no to people in order to please them was his greatest weakness. This old man could tell and exploited him for it. He had been there for awhile now, wasting more of his dust on this childish, stupid game. His neck ached, his spine popping quietly with every slight moment. It had twisted in this leaning position for far too long, and his joints were on the verge of breaking over this plastic pool of water. 

      He couldn’t just give up though, he had come too far. His irritation and despair was keeping him at this. He hardly realized someone had joined him in this trap until his voice broke his concentration. Doppo jumped slightly, his attention now turned to the masked stranger. 

      “…I’m sorry, what do you mean?”

“...”

Now that he’s taken a longer look at the man, he can finally pinpoint what he’s been sensing from him. The tired eyes, the slouched shoulders, the meek presence - this is a man that life has clearly not done any favours for. 

“I can feel your negativity as though it possessed a tangible presence of its own.” He turns back to the tub, eyeing the fish with an unreadable expression. “If this brings you nothing but pain, isn’t it easier to just give up?”

It’s rather hypocritical of him, really, because he’s not exactly having fun himself either. Still, he can appreciate the challenge, while the man next to him... looks like he needs anything but one.

[sixruined]

@tigurijiayo​

He doesn’t want to be here. he really doesn’t, but the old man was incredibly persistent, and promised to leave him alone if Seox just tried out this juvenile game of his - which he did, only to realise he had lost when his tool broke upon touching the water. the failure stung, and not one to give up so easily, he tries again - 

Frowning as his tool once again breaks, Seox leans away from the water, trying to analyse what exactly went wrong. He’s about to come upon some sort of revelation when the man beside him begins to emit some sort of strange energy, and Seox can’t help but send the stranger a glance. 

“...what’s wrong with you?”

[sixruined]

@aonoshoujo​​

arms crossed, he looks on from a distance. even from here, he can hear the music loud and clear, and his ears twitch to the occasional boom in the track. 

he would have liked to observe from a spot that was less visible, but the numerous fires near him and scattered throughout the beach make hiding a difficult feat. he feels a few stares from those nearest him, his armour most likely standing out from the casual attire most have on - 

but he finds that he doesn’t mind the looks much; he’s too entranced by the sight of people moving without inhibition, dancing seemingly without a care for the world. he’s never quite seen anything like it before. 

he’s come across his share of festivities while travelling through out the skydom, but he’d always pass through quickly and quietly, his objective the only thing on his mind. now that he’s here though, trapped as he is with no end in sight, he can’t help but indulge a little and let himself watch...

he’ll leave, soon. just a few more minutes, and then he’ll be satisfied... 

[sixruined]

i’m really really sorry to the people i currently have threads with, but my drive and motivation has taken a tumble and the only way i think i can recover is to drop all current threads and start fresh.

so with that said, small starter call for the event? capped at 3 persnaps? i won’t go awol bc i have my shit together this time! : " ) 

[sixruined]

dyrndragon·:

When the other stops, Dyrn lets out a louder “Rurur!” at them, even if the other just kinda stares down at them before looking away again. Well the little Dragon didn’t mind too much seeing as the other hadn’t tried to hurt them or anything really that mean.

“Rururruruu!“ They let out a positive sounding noise, trying to make it so the other could understand that they could fight! Since it wasn’t like they could just say their abilities without using them. It didn’t really want to set six’s pants on fire and the ground was just all rocks so it wouldn’t burn nicely anyway.

Seox takes the enthusiastic way the dragon answers in response to his question as confirmation - although it could just be lying to try to get him on its side, and... and he is clearly thinking way too much about this. 

“...Alright. If something happens, I expect you to be able to defend yourself - I’ll need to be able to focus on the fight without any distractions.”

Of course, he doesn’t say that he’ll protect the little dragon in a fight, but that’s what he’ll do should the need arise; as long as it doesn’t do anything suspicious, the dragon is his ally - and Seox does not let his allies come to harm under his watch. 

“Come on, then. We've got a lot of ground to cover.” 

[sixruined]

@glassedwings​

He pulls his hood up, shoulders tense as he skirts the very edges of the road, avoiding any contact with any others that might be in his path. He walks with purpose, having a certain destination in mind.

When the dilapidated ruins of the park he chanced upon the other day come into view, he breathes a small sight of relief. Already he feels some of his earlier tension bleeding away, now that noone else is nearby. 

It’s a bit lonely, but Seox needs the solitude after being in the presence of so many strangers. Stepping onto the overgrown grass, he immediately feels a sense of serenity, though it’s tinted with the bitterness of wanting to return to the skies that he’s familiar with. 

This sense of peace is short-lived when he comes across someone else in the park. The familiar face has him narrowing his gaze to see if it’s his mind playing tricks, but when the figure doesn’t disappear, he takes a step in approach.

“You’re a prisoner of this place too...huh.”