09-19-2018, 09:27 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]a raid. he'd never experienced a raid before; he'd been attacked once, but never had he settled eyes upon ruffians bursting into their home, attacking anyone that they happened to lay eyes upon. he wasn't fond of it, looking upon the fighting mass of crewmates and pitt members.
the soothsayer stuck to the edges of the battle, crouched in the shadows of the jungle. his eyes watched his crewmates closely, prepared to rush in and provide support, though his heart pounded in his ears at the thought of running out in the midst of the battle. he wasn't keen on fighting, he never had been. junji preferred dialogue. he preferred peace over meaningless violence, though it was obvious that not many in this place shared that ideal. he hated to see so much bloodshed, and over what? petty differences? dislike for someone you did not know personally or perhaps have never even met? the angel could not understand such things, and he did not wish to.
his wings twitched slightly as he shifted through the undergrowth, ocean eyes searching the area for injured crewmates, and weighed his options with each one. junji was afraid to step in, but if any of them were on the verge of being killed, he would gladly risk his own life to save theirs.
the soothsayer stuck to the edges of the battle, crouched in the shadows of the jungle. his eyes watched his crewmates closely, prepared to rush in and provide support, though his heart pounded in his ears at the thought of running out in the midst of the battle. he wasn't keen on fighting, he never had been. junji preferred dialogue. he preferred peace over meaningless violence, though it was obvious that not many in this place shared that ideal. he hated to see so much bloodshed, and over what? petty differences? dislike for someone you did not know personally or perhaps have never even met? the angel could not understand such things, and he did not wish to.
his wings twitched slightly as he shifted through the undergrowth, ocean eyes searching the area for injured crewmates, and weighed his options with each one. junji was afraid to step in, but if any of them were on the verge of being killed, he would gladly risk his own life to save theirs.
[align=center][div style="font-size:17pt;line-height:1.1;color:white;font-family:impact"][i]hello my old heart