12-03-2020, 09:18 AM
TELL HIM THE NIGHTMARES HAVEN'T STOPPED
tell him i'm not sure what is real and what is not
Loey is the first to step foot within the gathering grounds aside from Ninazu and Stryker, and the sight that greets him is an unwelcome one. He sees Hani and Alani first and a sickness gathers in his stomach, he suddenly feels as if there's a hook tugging at his innards and twisting, and perhaps had he not been covered in fur he might have looked slightly green.
He wants to cry and scream and yell, but he doesn't. He can't. His broken jaw prevents it. Instead he keeps his head down and moves to sit a little ways off from Stryker and the captured leaders. He allows his eyes to travel across the other two in this moment, and his nose cringes as he notices Vigenere and Goldenluxury respectively.
His cerulean gaze stays on Goldenluxury for many moments as guilt wells up inside him, and his mangled paw moves, hidden beneath his curled fur. His tail, though, that is less easily hidden; the bandages he'd wrapped around the little stub he'd left behind were mostly clean though had become somewhat red with blood, he'd have to change them when he got back. And his broken ribs were perhaps the most noticeable of them all, for he'd managed to get help in wrapping them tightly around his middle, and as for his broken jaw... Well, his jaw would remain crooked for the rest of his life, and he could still feel his teeth grazing harshly against the scratches that Roxanne had left.
Yes, he feels guilty for his participation in the raid, but he had done it for Elysium... He had done it for Hani and Alani. And though he was sorry for the downfall of The Typhoon, he was not sorry that he had kept his home safe.
He appeared to adamantly refuse to look either Ninazu or Stryker in the face, his brows pulled into a frown as he watched the three leaders.
He wants to cry and scream and yell, but he doesn't. He can't. His broken jaw prevents it. Instead he keeps his head down and moves to sit a little ways off from Stryker and the captured leaders. He allows his eyes to travel across the other two in this moment, and his nose cringes as he notices Vigenere and Goldenluxury respectively.
His cerulean gaze stays on Goldenluxury for many moments as guilt wells up inside him, and his mangled paw moves, hidden beneath his curled fur. His tail, though, that is less easily hidden; the bandages he'd wrapped around the little stub he'd left behind were mostly clean though had become somewhat red with blood, he'd have to change them when he got back. And his broken ribs were perhaps the most noticeable of them all, for he'd managed to get help in wrapping them tightly around his middle, and as for his broken jaw... Well, his jaw would remain crooked for the rest of his life, and he could still feel his teeth grazing harshly against the scratches that Roxanne had left.
Yes, he feels guilty for his participation in the raid, but he had done it for Elysium... He had done it for Hani and Alani. And though he was sorry for the downfall of The Typhoon, he was not sorry that he had kept his home safe.
He appeared to adamantly refuse to look either Ninazu or Stryker in the face, his brows pulled into a frown as he watched the three leaders.
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