deal of distress | joining, open

[pallid-i]

Something drew him here.. the bond. It was always the bond. He really didn't know how to feel about it, really, but a small part of him was glad he had it. He and Gordon were always getting sperated, it seemed, and he would always go to great lengths just to find his twin. He needed her as much as she needed him, and the mere thought of never seeing her again... It made him physically ill.
So here he was, in the Ascendants and looking for his sister, though he padded along the border back and forth, looking somewhat agitated.

★ the guts and the grind wrapped in apathy ━