#liist

"... I heard that sloths spend over 90% their lives sleeping and they spend the other percentage eating and looking for a mate. If they can't find one though, they give up and go back to sleep." And-- yep. That's what he's doing. Curling up on the ground.

Puts a blanket over him. 

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Send a Symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours: ♢ stabbing them

 Surprising. Usually, he never allowed an enemy to get close enough when he was vulnerable, to get the chance to wound him.

 But List had managed. There wasn’t much of a reaction when he felt the weapon pierce his flesh, being that pain was what he had grown accustomed to, growing up in the household that he did. The blood dripped from his arm, yet that wasn’t his first priority at the moment.

 A murderous intent had filled his stone cold gaze. Needles between three fingertips, had swiftly at remarkable launched and pinned List to a wall. 

 Yanking the knife he was impaled with from his flesh, he tossed it to the floor. Pulling another needle out, the merciless assassin held it threateningly close to the blonde’s neck. Illumi oozed blood lust, and wasn’t about to think twice before dealing the final strike.

‘‘--Is there a particular reason as to why you attacked me?’‘ Curiosity hinted in his dull voice, giving the man at least several short seconds to explain himself.

Keyboard

Electric Drum kit

Acoustic guitar

Electric guitar with amp, (no distortion peddles)

Two panjos, (think cigar box guitars)

One Navajo flute

One alto sax

One Harmonica 

A shaker egg