MISSION 𝟺𝟸𝟹*𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚄𝚂 TIME: SEPTEMBER 27TH, 2AM @melodyjaures
Kawi was never one to settle down and rest, to let all his worries fall off of him in order to get a good night's rest. He had grown up believing he needed to work three times faster to get the same results as others. He needed to be fast, smart, intelligent, and most important cunning enough to be able to keep up with the most valuable assets of the Pantheon. If he kept going, he would make sure they would never be capable of replacing him.
He sat on a chair outside, a mug of tea beside him, and a book in his hand, reading up on the history of a country he knew the language of, but had never seen too much of. The words were familiar, he raced through them as if they were his mother’s tongue, though he was unsure if he had ever set foot on Indonesia, on any of the islands floating in the great seas. He just knew they brought him comfort.
He looked up when he saw someone walk up to him, but did not close his book. He wasn’t sure yet if he wished for the company of another person, or if the book would suffice this evening.
