01-12-2016, 12:37 AM
...tears poured down his cheeks*. At that moment it wasn’t just freedom to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, it was complete freedom.
Hokori was free of the binds that tied him to SL - 808, he could feel things again, appreciate what freedom even means. He could cry! He could feel the excitement bubble inside of him as the tears left his cheeks wet. Wolf could enjoy the scenery. He could feel sorrow for Drake and more than likely for Shock, he could feel things he didn't even have words for anymore, whatever it was that he felt when he thought about how he was the only person to morn a good contractor; for at least a moment there they had been comrades.
He could feel sorry for himself; finally after years of no one pitying the poor child who'd lost everything. He would be the only one, it would seem, to be effected by some things.
And at that point, Hoshi-san, felt very alone..
The tears that rolled down his skin have changed drastically between welling up and reaching the end of the man's square jaw.. First from shock, relief, happiness, pity, and in the end from great sadness.
Wolf let the remnants of the coconut crash against the wood, making hollow noises as they bounced once, landing at his still very bare feet. Then a moment later they were gone, just vanished. Had anyone actually watched, they flashed red before disappearing into nothing. Would it be the same in his stomach, would he never know what being full and satisfied be like? It wasn’t on the top of the list at that moment of important questions he wanted to know the answers to.
Right now, all he could do was feel cold and utterly alone while the sun shone brightly and brought burning warmth to his very pale skin.
Hokori was free of the binds that tied him to SL - 808, he could feel things again, appreciate what freedom even means. He could cry! He could feel the excitement bubble inside of him as the tears left his cheeks wet. Wolf could enjoy the scenery. He could feel sorrow for Drake and more than likely for Shock, he could feel things he didn't even have words for anymore, whatever it was that he felt when he thought about how he was the only person to morn a good contractor; for at least a moment there they had been comrades.
He could feel sorry for himself; finally after years of no one pitying the poor child who'd lost everything. He would be the only one, it would seem, to be effected by some things.
And at that point, Hoshi-san, felt very alone..
The tears that rolled down his skin have changed drastically between welling up and reaching the end of the man's square jaw.. First from shock, relief, happiness, pity, and in the end from great sadness.
Wolf let the remnants of the coconut crash against the wood, making hollow noises as they bounced once, landing at his still very bare feet. Then a moment later they were gone, just vanished. Had anyone actually watched, they flashed red before disappearing into nothing. Would it be the same in his stomach, would he never know what being full and satisfied be like? It wasn’t on the top of the list at that moment of important questions he wanted to know the answers to.
Right now, all he could do was feel cold and utterly alone while the sun shone brightly and brought burning warmth to his very pale skin.
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"Centurion: I'll leave you to your work then Dust. Thanks for chatting!
Me: no problem. stay awesome!
Centurion: It's more of a passive ability"