Mar 21, 2015
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He narrows steel-cold eyes at the other. “…Wrong guy.”
“I don’t know. He may be more broody, but you get like that yourself, Scarface.”
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diversifiedxsouls:
He narrows steel-cold eyes at the other. “…Wrong guy.”
“I don’t know. He may be more broody, but you get like that yourself, Scarface.”
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"Hello?" It was a empty plea out to the void of this strange place Prishe found herself in. In hours of exploration, the young Elvaan had encountered nothing save the the small platform on which she now sat. Initially, she'd been angry, irked that she could remember scarcely her own name and handed the faintest idea of where she could be. Ankle deep water and clouded skies stretched on for what could only seem to be forever, and the loneliness and silence of this otherworldly place was beginning to grate at her.
"What the hell happened that brought me here? ... And where did I even come from to get her to begin with?" Her thoughts circled for the umpteenth time as azure hues gazed down at the mirror like surface of the water. She needed to find someone, something just to keep herself from going mad, but the lavender haired girl couldn't even find the will to do so after exploring fruitlessly for so long. There had to be someone out there... right?
"There was this one night we ran out of cottages, so we had to sleep without one. It was in-tents!"
"Zidane, what even?" The Elvaan couldn’t help but chuckle at the blonde’s horrible pun.