Kiric (groundead) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-11-05 18:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | kiric::groundead, nike::endlessvoid |
at night I hear it creeping [active]
Who: Nike (endlessvoid) and Kiric (groundead)
What: Fighting and revenge. .o/
When: After Kiric's intro.
Where: City.
Warnings: Violence.
It wasn't hard to guess-- he felt the same way, and even if it was the wrong Sora who acted on it, their feelings had be shared. And brought on. The ATs didn't make a sound as he turned a corner of this new city, mind forcefully opened, watching for- for it. He wasn't in a noticeable hurry, hands edging toward his pockets but never actually resting there; yet his head was up, eyes alert. Some could call it paranoia, but he knew it was to happen.
Leaving the Hotel hadn't been the smartest ideas, but it'd been strange, cooped up in a building that wasn't the Tower, free to visit the sky even if that wasn't what he wanted. Might as well gain room. The pressure was so low, so uplifting, it darkened Kiric's mood even more, disregarding the citizens and wildlife. That shimmering rage was tucked up nice and neat under a thin layer, he could tell; but it'd been like that for ages, and there seemed no reason to think on it now. Simca was ar--- Simca was part of that rage, in a way. Left him wanting to destroy the hotel, to seek out what was rightfully his - he'd promised! - to ruin.
But maybe this time, it'd come to him. Hopefully. The rage was too close to what he'd felt before, without the Regalia to hide the true reason behind it all. Things had best hurry. Someone had best hurry.