I feel disturbed. I’m not human. I’m some kind of mockery of man.
( snuggling his cheek against her neck… giving her gentle kisses there, holding her waist as he rests his head on her shoulder with a particularly dreamy look. )
mmh. 💕
what is the matter, my dearest?
( brows knit together, an uncertainty she couldn’t shake. unlike others, she did not have the ability to immediately read him.. and she savored that. the mystery. )
i love you much more, please do not forget it.
“Oh, not quite literally… but, ahm. I feel very lost… are you going somewhere? Did I… interrupt you somehow?”
His gaze turns to her, breaking away from the sea.
" Oh! I’m sorry to hear that … "
she stood beside him for a moment, overlooking the ocean in a moment of quiet. only, a moment. her voice soon chimed once again .
" Where were you heading? Maybe I can help. "
“…you know…”
He continued to stare, looking more than absentminded as he did so. He began scratching at his lip. He remembers the street under the sea. The mannequin conductor, and the world covered by blue curtains.
“…I think I am.”
No, not very much.
( and he is honest. his lips press against her cheek, biting on it like a mutter as he exhales from his nostrils. they really do. what is wrong with him? )
I love you, starseeker.
( he must have forgotten.. he could always confide in her. the shift in personality had not gone unnoticed.. perhaps, they needed to get reacquainted. giggling softly, she was quite ticklish there. )
my adrian.. are you alright?
( sitting on a metal bench, dark hair slightly disheveled. mascara is smudged at the corners of her eyes. she blinks up at him with a tired half-smile )
hey, Adrian... are those for me?
@BLADESlNGER “…I wish. I wish so horribly that I could truly control them.” He closes his eyes, crying very softly. His face was all red and puffy, and he continued to breathe. Inhaling, exhaling. Oh, god, oh, god. It hurts so much. To think back, and to feel the great amount of malice.