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melodiesoflife2016-07-12 05:57 am
sullenstallion) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-07-12 05:57 am
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if they saw me now, what would they think [open]
WHO: Dylas, open
WHAT: Dylas killed four people (¯\_(ツ)_/¯) and, despite mind control being the reason, has decided to hole up in the holding cell he's been staying in much to Spark's dismay. Why won't he leave?!
WHEN: Early July
WHERE: Aqures Ixen Police Station
[At least the cot is somehow big enough for him.
Dylas never thought he’d be in this position. During the day, he mostly sleeps. It’s a little uncomfortable, but being the Vampire-job bearer he is, it’s the easiest time for him to do it. It’s impossible to sleep all day with all the noise, though, so Koporo comes and goes, bringing him food and books, fearing the day that Biggs will dock his or his family’s pay after the letter he sent.
Other than that, it’s all quiet. Too quiet, really, considering his pacing doesn’t make a sound as he walks back and forth in his small cell. It’s not even a proper prison, but here he is. It’s better than being out there. He doesn’t know what the others think of him, he hadn’t even been here two months before starting to kill again. It’s better if he’s locked up. That’s what he thinks, anyways.
But he’s still bored.
Sometimes, he stands next to the bars, watching the people come and go, staring at them while they do their work. He’s been told he’s free to leave, but refusing to leave is also kind of a crime, or maybe they’re just humoring him. He isn’t sure, but here he is. Two weeks into his stay, and the police station has yet to rid themselves of the wendigo.]
WHAT: Dylas killed four people (¯\_(ツ)_/¯) and, despite mind control being the reason, has decided to hole up in the holding cell he's been staying in much to Spark's dismay. Why won't he leave?!
WHEN: Early July
WHERE: Aqures Ixen Police Station
[At least the cot is somehow big enough for him.
Dylas never thought he’d be in this position. During the day, he mostly sleeps. It’s a little uncomfortable, but being the Vampire-job bearer he is, it’s the easiest time for him to do it. It’s impossible to sleep all day with all the noise, though, so Koporo comes and goes, bringing him food and books, fearing the day that Biggs will dock his or his family’s pay after the letter he sent.
Other than that, it’s all quiet. Too quiet, really, considering his pacing doesn’t make a sound as he walks back and forth in his small cell. It’s not even a proper prison, but here he is. It’s better than being out there. He doesn’t know what the others think of him, he hadn’t even been here two months before starting to kill again. It’s better if he’s locked up. That’s what he thinks, anyways.
But he’s still bored.
Sometimes, he stands next to the bars, watching the people come and go, staring at them while they do their work. He’s been told he’s free to leave, but refusing to leave is also kind of a crime, or maybe they’re just humoring him. He isn’t sure, but here he is. Two weeks into his stay, and the police station has yet to rid themselves of the wendigo.]
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[He's dead wrong, but who else would just run around declaring their princess title?
He's still not sure what card game she's talking about, but he'll ask Koporo about it later and be filled in.]
And don't assume things about people you've just met, it makes you sound like you're full of crap.
[Maybe he should take his own advice? Maybe?]
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You should really take your own advice.
[With that she dashes off unable to hear him or whatever retort he might have.]