11-06-2018, 09:13 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Safety. Even when traveling on his own, Perry could understand the need for safety. It was always on his mind, the importance of it. When running through mental notes and plans, the first thing he would always ask himself was: 'is it safe?' Then he would ask himself the risks and benefits, always flickering back to the idea of ensuring that he would not be harmed beyond repair. The truth was, he didn't mind if he died today or tomorrow. What he did mind, however, was the idea of brutally injuring himself to the point that he would have to live with the misery. It would be awful, for example, to lose an eye. He does not want to think of one minute without his stereoscopic vision. It would be far more difficult to manipulate the objects around him. He wouldn't be able to write anymore without feeling mad, shaken by a sense of insanity because of the way words appeared both close and far away, brain unable to interpret or guess. Perry simply dreaded the idea of too many things, always fixated and thinking of how he would feel about everyone and everything. He simply had a lot of opinions for someone who could still be considered so young.
The coyote's eyes flicker towards the father and daughter, no words leaving his lips. Perished. He wondered if the two had been living as travelers or once been part of a group. Whilst looking for a quiet place to stay, he considered Snowbound for a moment before hearing nasty stories of how The Pitt were planning to, well, pit against them. They were all just rumours among rumours. It was hard to differentiate fact from lie that eventually words meshed until he needed to remember them, cold eyes wandering towards the duo for any sign of injuries. From the looks of it, the two strangers appeared to be fine. Perry, of course, let the golden retriever do the talking. He didn't know the other male very well, not even knowing his name, but he did note the other to be rather...energetic. It reminded him a little of Sorbet if it weren't for the fact that the domestic canine was dials higher than the icy wolf. Togata Mirio. He felt almost left out. All their names, from the sound of it, were Japanese. "Wel-Welcome," he says, deciding to withhold his name for now. It felt a little awkward for Perry to introduce his non-Japanese name to the two joiners.
The coyote's eyes flicker towards the father and daughter, no words leaving his lips. Perished. He wondered if the two had been living as travelers or once been part of a group. Whilst looking for a quiet place to stay, he considered Snowbound for a moment before hearing nasty stories of how The Pitt were planning to, well, pit against them. They were all just rumours among rumours. It was hard to differentiate fact from lie that eventually words meshed until he needed to remember them, cold eyes wandering towards the duo for any sign of injuries. From the looks of it, the two strangers appeared to be fine. Perry, of course, let the golden retriever do the talking. He didn't know the other male very well, not even knowing his name, but he did note the other to be rather...energetic. It reminded him a little of Sorbet if it weren't for the fact that the domestic canine was dials higher than the icy wolf. Togata Mirio. He felt almost left out. All their names, from the sound of it, were Japanese. "Wel-Welcome," he says, deciding to withhold his name for now. It felt a little awkward for Perry to introduce his non-Japanese name to the two joiners.