06-23-2018, 10:39 AM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
No one had ever claimed Bastille had the best border manner. Sure, he would offer whatever any one needed and supply what he could to fulfill their requests, but his opinion of what “casual” was typically read as “rude” to others. Blunt may be a better word, but he didn’t really care regardless. He didn’t necessarily expect others to like him, even if at times he remembered he was supposed to at least try.
He shrugged, and offered, ”Uh, yeah, a bit. We usually get a few in pairs it seems like. Or one looking for someone or something. I’m not sure I’ve seen anyone go back yet, so I wouldn’t get your hopes up, but I don’t know. Maybe.” He tilted his head slightly at the request of sorts, and then shrugged. ”Sure. We can get you a room and show you... what do you want to use exactly?”
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSHe shrugged, and offered, ”Uh, yeah, a bit. We usually get a few in pairs it seems like. Or one looking for someone or something. I’m not sure I’ve seen anyone go back yet, so I wouldn’t get your hopes up, but I don’t know. Maybe.” He tilted his head slightly at the request of sorts, and then shrugged. ”Sure. We can get you a room and show you... what do you want to use exactly?”
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]