@assumegod // planned starter.
He’s not sure, really, what exactly draws him to others; maybe it’s a darkness that he can sense -- it reaches out, wanting to be near other like-minded beings. Ardyn doesn’t question its nature anymore. The memories flow together and become muddled when he does. It’s a curse of his daemonification ability, and though he hasn’t quite been able to use that in this new city he does have the ramifications of its use in the past.
Ardyn sits across from the other man, one elbow on the table as he supports his head in his hand. There’s a sly little smile on his face as he studies the other -- oh, this could be a fun game indeed, if this stranger was willing to play.
“Is it just me,” he starts, his head tilting to the side. “Or are you as bored as I am?”
