07-20-2018, 01:03 AM
BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS — [color=#21201c]TAGS
Bastille was still struggling a little bit with accepting the fact that Versailles was real, and the best solution he'd come up with so far was to awkwardly spend time with her and try to figure out what suddenly having a sibling meant. Sure, he had been a brother to plenty of younger members, so to speak, and that felt... natural. But he'd known them since they were born, in many cases, and it wasn't like they suddenly showed up on his border one day, his own age, and told him they were blood. It felt like he should feel some instantaneous connection, and yet. Well. He had never even known her. He still didn't know her. It was... awkward.
But he was trying to fit into his role, and so he was there, joining them shortly after. His gaze was cold as it landed of Suiteheart, and he felt his shoulders tense slightly as he pointedly passed her and shifted closer to Versailles, subtly maintaining that he could easily be between the two if needed. Awkward or not, this was his sister, and he would be damned if he let Suiteheart hurt her, too. "Hey, Vi," he greeted, offered her a slightly sheepish smile, as if he didn't really know what to say, "Giving yourself a tour?"
Bastille was still struggling a little bit with accepting the fact that Versailles was real, and the best solution he'd come up with so far was to awkwardly spend time with her and try to figure out what suddenly having a sibling meant. Sure, he had been a brother to plenty of younger members, so to speak, and that felt... natural. But he'd known them since they were born, in many cases, and it wasn't like they suddenly showed up on his border one day, his own age, and told him they were blood. It felt like he should feel some instantaneous connection, and yet. Well. He had never even known her. He still didn't know her. It was... awkward.
But he was trying to fit into his role, and so he was there, joining them shortly after. His gaze was cold as it landed of Suiteheart, and he felt his shoulders tense slightly as he pointedly passed her and shifted closer to Versailles, subtly maintaining that he could easily be between the two if needed. Awkward or not, this was his sister, and he would be damned if he let Suiteheart hurt her, too. "Hey, Vi," he greeted, offered her a slightly sheepish smile, as if he didn't really know what to say, "Giving yourself a tour?"
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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]