( ooc: sorry about the slow! and also gosh your writing is so pretty)
( animosity is engraved deep in his marrow and instinct is weaponized, part of that purpose he doesn't know, doesn't care to know. for something borne of violence it is easier to recognize the very same thing; it is a lot harder, however, to ease away to some semblance of normalcy.
walking away does more good than it should; it puts literal distance between flesh and bone that the hound still wants to tear into. the companion sidling beside him is a distraction, a pull towards something else and conversation acts as equilibrium.
a roll to his shoulders, even as the shock of thunder sends cold shivers down his Spine and his glance towards the other is a sidelong sliver of red. idly, he wonders why the guy is even following him, but he doesn't ask.
badou would probably have a thing or two to say about first impressions but the truth is, heine has always been terrible at them. )
Oh - ( 3 months and longer? well, why should it matter, if they're told their worlds all went to hell, anyway?
heine halts his steps as they reach an intersection of hallways, a small pivot to face makoto instead. ) - Heine.
( he shakes his head, and an exhale is pushed slow and level. ) Been to the basement too. I don't think it's a good idea to go back. ( seeing his younger, bloodstained self was more annoying than terrible, but some child shot him jfc ) You have any idea about this quest?
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( animosity is engraved deep in his marrow and instinct is weaponized, part of that purpose he doesn't know, doesn't care to know. for something borne of violence it is easier to recognize the very same thing; it is a lot harder, however, to ease away to some semblance of normalcy.
walking away does more good than it should; it puts literal distance between flesh and bone that the hound still wants to tear into. the companion sidling beside him is a distraction, a pull towards something else and conversation acts as equilibrium.
a roll to his shoulders, even as the shock of thunder sends cold shivers down his Spine and his glance towards the other is a sidelong sliver of red. idly, he wonders why the guy is even following him, but he doesn't ask.
badou would probably have a thing or two to say about first impressions but the truth is, heine has always been terrible at them. )
Oh - ( 3 months and longer? well, why should it matter, if they're told their worlds all went to hell, anyway?
heine halts his steps as they reach an intersection of hallways, a small pivot to face makoto instead. ) - Heine.
( he shakes his head, and an exhale is pushed slow and level. ) Been to the basement too. I don't think it's a good idea to go back. ( seeing his younger, bloodstained self was more annoying than terrible, but some child shot him jfc ) You have any idea about this quest?