12-12-2020, 05:35 AM
Turbulent the cause that cast him adrift, yet, among the haze of barely constructed memory, it had grown a trivial fact he deemed unnecessary to regard. Of the people who dwelled upon secluded shoreline had he become, though lost the politics and other such, baseless in a mind still new. Yet this, at the least, he bore some mild experience, misguided as such may have been.
Exhaustion cast a heavy veil across thoughts grown sluggish, further his walk extending than it had in prior days. Improvement had slowed, though had grown no less substantial, still nuisance the manner fatigue plagued without supposed end. Broken it beneath confusion that arose along gentle countenance with the sweeping curl of lip, the slight narrow of eyes, head shifting with slight cant. Clean wiped, in place surprise painted with an edge of worry, all else forgotten in his hast.
Peculiar the scene he entered, a stalemate enacted with differing temperaments towards offending individual. Closer did creep Foam, grown unsure now as vision touched upon each in turn, his own drawing him forth to occupy the other side of Vaas. Had no his thoughts soured towards other, for reasons that did not fit well with his limited vocabulary, and thus shirked, upwards chin tilting to regard the medic. "Bad man?" Apparent the lilt that case his words into the light of a query, light the frown he bore as awaited expected answer.
[table][tr][td][/td][td]Exhaustion cast a heavy veil across thoughts grown sluggish, further his walk extending than it had in prior days. Improvement had slowed, though had grown no less substantial, still nuisance the manner fatigue plagued without supposed end. Broken it beneath confusion that arose along gentle countenance with the sweeping curl of lip, the slight narrow of eyes, head shifting with slight cant. Clean wiped, in place surprise painted with an edge of worry, all else forgotten in his hast.
Peculiar the scene he entered, a stalemate enacted with differing temperaments towards offending individual. Closer did creep Foam, grown unsure now as vision touched upon each in turn, his own drawing him forth to occupy the other side of Vaas. Had no his thoughts soured towards other, for reasons that did not fit well with his limited vocabulary, and thus shirked, upwards chin tilting to regard the medic. "Bad man?" Apparent the lilt that case his words into the light of a query, light the frown he bore as awaited expected answer.
i think that's a burn but we seldom learn, you know fire's too strict a teacher, stoking up the coal with another pull silence and smoke poured out, but there'll be time in distant days, time enough for me to shape my ways where my ambitions lift my indifference and no more of the day is a waste
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