03-30-2018, 12:56 AM
How charming. Outcasts and those alike being coerced into revealing their insecurities with... boiling... leaf water. Needless to say, Beck's curiosity was lured in as well, inky nose twitching at the unfamiliar scents. Yet the scrawny feline hung on the outskirts of the crowd, luminous eyes staring with a blank expression on his freckled features. Therapy was the term for exposing each others' vulnerabilities. For people with something broken in their minds. What wasn't wrong inside Beck's brain? He wanted to believe he was fine, and he was content with lying to himself day after day. Besides, it wasn't like anyone could repair a fractured psyche anyways. Only numb the pain and temporarily mend the issues. But he wasn't complaining; if his impromptu suggestion of Belladonna sorting out others' problems managed to cure everyone of their flaws by some miracle, then he wouldn't object. But there was no way he was about to openly blab about his troubles. It was the stupidest choice he could make, considering they were all practical strangers to him --
Wait, family? Despite all his logic, Beck's scarred maw parted at the mention of family, blurting out with an air of aloof nonchalance, "I can't remember m' family at all." A hoarse giggle abruptly followed, his bony shoulders shaking with effort to force waterlogged breath from his lungs. His shrill cackling trailed off into a wheeze, as he struggled to prove his own words wrong. No memory or slightest glimpse of a mother or father surfaced in his vision, and the wiry commander lowered his gaze to his frigid paws, bloodless lips wincing into a sulk as he resigned himself to eavesdropping on the others' confessions.
[align=center]»――▸Wait, family? Despite all his logic, Beck's scarred maw parted at the mention of family, blurting out with an air of aloof nonchalance, "I can't remember m' family at all." A hoarse giggle abruptly followed, his bony shoulders shaking with effort to force waterlogged breath from his lungs. His shrill cackling trailed off into a wheeze, as he struggled to prove his own words wrong. No memory or slightest glimpse of a mother or father surfaced in his vision, and the wiry commander lowered his gaze to his frigid paws, bloodless lips wincing into a sulk as he resigned himself to eavesdropping on the others' confessions.