05-29-2018, 11:40 PM
It hadn't escaped Bastille's notice that Rad had gone AWOL. They seemed to have an increase in injuries lately, and every time, he found Suite or Rin there trying to do damage control. They were going to need a new Cleric, and he focused on that instead of the group around him or any of the other dreadful concerns eating away at him lately. He found that focusing narrowly on one thing helped him to avoid his other problems, to escape the crushing misery in his gut. As he joined them, he simply watched for a moment, waiting to see what Fourteen and Thirteen said about their relationship. It seemed obvious that they must, but hey -- he didn't seem to recognize her.
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Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]