#rpsaito

[isaaccecilbryant]

@psyncin-in-the-restrain​ || Continued

…too much information for Saito to process. It was evident on his face that he was trying to trace all that was told to him. Based on all that was said, the vagabond simply concluded that it’s actually considered a good thing that Isaac would be seen with him.]

“That’s… hard to determine, honestly. What may be casual to you could still be considered fancy for someone like me. Maybe just… a shirt and pants? A coat, too. I’m not really trying to impress anybody, anyways. After all, I DO travel a lot.” [Saito began pondering.] “…perhaps something that’s durable.”

Maybe that had been overload...but it was all the truth. Isaac did not keep the company expected of nobility.

As Saito rambled about what he’d need Isaac listened intently, flipping through the shops he knew. “Something for travelling in...I know just the place!” Isaac grabbed his hand  and dragged him off down the street. “I’m sure we’ll find you something there.” He promised as the shop came into view. As promised, the clothing wasn’t fancy frilly stuff, but clothing suited for long journeys and at affordable prices. “Now, what colours do you like for you clothes? What styles?” Yep, he was in full metrosexual mode, and Saito would not be stepping off this ride any time soon.

[isaaccecilbryant]

Hope-Full Encounter

@psyncin-in-the-restrain​

It was a beautiful day in Altamira, and Isaac wasn’t chained to his desk for it! On this rare day off he wanted nothing more than to spend the day with his baby girl. With a diaper bag packed and Hope strapped to his chest Isaac decided to talk her for a walk around the resort city. Her little face was all sun lotioned up, and had a cute hat on for good measure. Just as he was headed to the beach Isaac spotted a familiar vagabond entering the city.

“Saito! Hello!” He raised a hand over his head and waved.

[isaaccecilbryant]

O: [He's just... gonna quietly hope that he can save Isaac somehow]

For the next hour, my muse is hooked up to a death machine. If five people send them an “O” first, they can go free. If five people send them an “X” first, they’re dead. The choice is yours~

O: 3/5X: 2/5

“Saitoooooo, thank yooooou....People are trying to kill me.”

[isaaccecilbryant]

🎶 (( SLAM DOWN SOME OF DEM JAMS DOWN ))

Send me “🎶” and my muse will pick out a song that reminds them of your muse!

“Please promise not to hit me for this one: Gasoline by Halsey.

“Are you insane like me?Been in pain like me?Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?

Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?Do the people whisper ‘bout you on the train like me?Saying that you shouldn’t waste your pretty face like me?

And all the people sayYou can’t wake up, this is not a dreamYou’re part of a machine, you are not a human beingWith your face all made up, living on a screenLow on self esteem, so you run on gasoline”

[isaaccecilbryant]

In the Blood

@psyncin-in-the-restrain​

“What is Miles? You’ve been staring at that guy for a bit now.” Isaac asked after Miles’ attention once again drifted to the man with wavy ash blond hair loosely tied back sitting across the cafe’s patio. “Is her your type?”

“Wha--no!” Miles quickly caught his volume and lowered it. “It’s just--”

“I mean...” Isaac had to tease him, just a little. They were practically brothers so Isaac couldn’t resist. “He is good looking.” Isaac suddenly stood up. “Hello, sir!” He waved the mystery man over. “Care to join us?”

Miles grabbed his friend by the collar and whispered “Isaac I’m going to kill you. All I was noticing was that he’s a half-elf.”