#open? sure.

[ofthepuzzle]

     uses a holo clip knaifu to make that Pharaoh’s eyeliner look sharp.

[bloodredbitcharchive]

      "I could become a shadow -- if that's what you preferred."

[bloodredbitcharchive]

      "Me? I'm not up to anything."

[agentwash]

Wash's cheeks still felt raw from all the scrubbing at them he had to do. Who knew that permanent marker was so hard to get off? Still, better red raw cheeks than kitten whiskers. It reminded him just how hard he would've been mocked by North and York if he'd left them as is. Part of him had almost left them in a hope that it would draw the other two out of the woodwork, but... Well, that was a path he didn't really feel like going down today.

Instead he made his way to one of the training rooms, wrapping his hands up while he nodded along quietly to music filtering into his ears. Maybe he could just tune out today and ignore the pit of loneliness that was eating at him more and more everyday. Or maybe it was just the lack of proper food he still couldn't keep down.

Balancing a hand against one of the punching bags he shook his head, trying to get rid of the stray thoughts and focusing on all his anxious energy into his punches. It wasn't the best solution, but it was the only one presenting itself at the moment and until he could back to drowning his sorrows in food training his body until exhaustion seemed like the only legitimate solution.