🎶 | @thirdchance // STARTER CALL
✧*:･ﾟ| BUT of course the higher ups in charge would deem it so that even the random citizen must participate in their charades. Far from a particularly pleasant turn of events to be certain of, Siebren is nevertheless the sort to weather on, regardless of the pain it may cause to him. With the HORRORS he's seen, a few games with robotic punching bags seem like child's play in comparison. It is increasingly frustrating, however, how these problems infringe on those who are, quite frankly minding their own business.
QUITE simply, he has no idea whether the female is aware of such a threat or simply doesn't care. She's ethereal almost, but young. In regards to those who seemed to have weathered great trials, he could NEVER determine just how powerful they could be before they break. Suddenly aware that perhaps he shouldn't be holding his gaze for so long, eyes lower. ❝They may attack you UNPROVOKED, you know,❞ he responds bluntly, referring to the Ofiuclones who seem to be taking over the city one by one.
