07-18-2018, 06:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-18-2018, 06:43 PM by Shininglight.)
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He blinked once or twice as the feline introduced herself as Elon. The way she had spoken to him, with an odd look... It didn't sit quite right with Shining. Had he done something wrong? Perhaps so. After all, his history proved that he was bound to mess up, one way or another. His gaze sunk to the ground, breaking eye contact and instead stared at Elon's paws for a moment. "Mistake..." was the only comprehensible word that the feline uttered out of his mouth initially.
[glow=black,2,300]CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT.[/glow]
He looked back up again. Better try to fix the awkward mess- although in his mind it didn't feel all that awkward. "I'm... Shininglight." Maybe he should smile. That helped make things better, right? He'd look more friendly, nicer. A small smile found its way to his lips, but it looked a tiny bit forced. "Nice to... meet you, Elon." Shining wanted to think of a way to continue the conversation from there, but it looks like someone else came around to do that job for him.
Eyes and head turned to look as Agent Washington approached on heavy, loud paws. He wore that armor again. Shining's forced smile faded into a frown. Why did he wear all that? What was he hiding behind that helmet and visor? He wanted to ask, but something told him not to. Not yet. So he went silent once again; half-listening to the conversation, half-looking around mindlessly and muttering to himself.
He blinked once or twice as the feline introduced herself as Elon. The way she had spoken to him, with an odd look... It didn't sit quite right with Shining. Had he done something wrong? Perhaps so. After all, his history proved that he was bound to mess up, one way or another. His gaze sunk to the ground, breaking eye contact and instead stared at Elon's paws for a moment. "Mistake..." was the only comprehensible word that the feline uttered out of his mouth initially.
[glow=black,2,300]CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT.[/glow]
He looked back up again. Better try to fix the awkward mess- although in his mind it didn't feel all that awkward. "I'm... Shininglight." Maybe he should smile. That helped make things better, right? He'd look more friendly, nicer. A small smile found its way to his lips, but it looked a tiny bit forced. "Nice to... meet you, Elon." Shining wanted to think of a way to continue the conversation from there, but it looks like someone else came around to do that job for him.
Eyes and head turned to look as Agent Washington approached on heavy, loud paws. He wore that armor again. Shining's forced smile faded into a frown. Why did he wear all that? What was he hiding behind that helmet and visor? He wanted to ask, but something told him not to. Not yet. So he went silent once again; half-listening to the conversation, half-looking around mindlessly and muttering to himself.
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WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]
WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]