#knifexe

“Hmmm”     The youth hummed out, eyes thick with sticky maple umber looked the other over. He could feel his stigma clicking away, like an itch he could not scratch. One hidden behind his eyes. ‘Discard’ the voice whispered ‘lonely, frightened, cold. Make it as broken as you. Make them all broken.’      “Hey are you lost.” 

  “ And here I thought you’d died. ”

“Sorry, you just don’t feel like the common passing spirit.”

@knifexe​ “You know.” He starts. “people wouldn't treat  you so miserably if you just respected yourself a little more.” 

            “  you’re not wrong there  ,  ”  he replies  ,  looking up at the other  .  standing up from his crouched posture  ,  jason puts his firearms away  ,  dusting off the dirt from his jacket before he turns to look at the other  .  well  ,  at least grayson nor the bats were here to ding him for this . . . and it seems like the other’s not too fazed by the very fact that someone just got killed  .  strange kid  .  then again . . . jason’s sure he was just like this kid before  .  once  ,  long  ,  long ago  .             “  what’s a kid like you doing out in the sticks here  ??  ”  the male asks  ,  hands resting upon his hips as he surveys the other  ,  trying to get a read on them  .

The logical, cynical, stubborn part of his brain wanted to argue. It really did. ‘ You wouldn’t be in a Crisis to start with if you hadn’t pushed yourself. It will NEVER be ‘Crisis averted’ until you stop being so reckless! ’ But it was all too clear that speaking his mind fully would do much more harm than good. “Hm!” Chul agreed, his smile masking his inner turmoil flawlessly. “It’s Doug right?” He then asked, back now turned to the much shorter man. “Do you live in this district?” Skilled fingers plucked medical instruments and bloodied gauze. “ A tag like you shouldn’t have any issues recovering from that, but I’d like to see you in a week just to be safe.” 

Hopefully one day I'll be able to be as active as the great Spade.