out, damned spot

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[Judging by the height, a Roxas is leaning against the wall. His face is hidden by the shadow of his white cloak, though it's not the same worn and weathered one he arrived here in. He's observing people: seeing their joys, their fears, their stupid petty conflicts...is strangely calming. As much as it is for someone who watches a river, the water going by without touching him. And he needs the calm. Desperately.

But it doesn't set him completely at ease. For an assassin to completely drop his guard borders on signing his own death warrant.]

Comments

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

+Anima are people who can have animal parts when they're in trouble or they just want to! I'm a crow.

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[there might be a flicker of a smile.]

You're lucky to be able to fly.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

I like it! It's lots of fun!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it is.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Do you wanna try?

...You might be a little big, though.

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[tilts head at]

How?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[swoops and lifts him under his arms] Like this!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[stay calm, Roxas. Stay calm.]

Thank you, but no. You're only a child, after all.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Well, ok. If you're sure. [puts him back]

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

Are there many who are like you in your world?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Yup!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

Interesting.