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vatheon2012-01-21 09:18 am
kingwithnocrown) wrote in vatheon2012-01-21 09:18 am
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Who: Orihara Izaya & All Of Vatheon
Where: The park
When: Sometime towards the evening but not at night
Style: Prose or action. I really don't care.
Status: Open
He looked like he hadn't slept in days. And really? He probably hadn't. He walked slowly, his shoulders drooped with a bit of a glazed expression on his face. He knew it wasn't safe to be out and about in a state like this but his day was coming to an end and he planned on sleeping tonight. Swinging from his hand was a small plastic bag and in his other hand was a bottle of what looked to be tea.
As he shuffled through the park along the path, he eventually stopped by a tree that was just a few feet away from the path. He walked on over and all but collapsed at the tree's base, leaning up against it and stretched his legs out in front of him. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath. A few minutes passed of him just sitting there before finally, he moved again and began to unpack his bag.
A box of ootoro. He began to eat his dinner with his fingers, the bottle of tea on his other side. Of which he occasionally took a sip from. The typically observant informant seemed to be...well. Not so observant tonight. He seemed to be, anyway.
Where: The park
When: Sometime towards the evening but not at night
Style: Prose or action. I really don't care.
Status: Open
He looked like he hadn't slept in days. And really? He probably hadn't. He walked slowly, his shoulders drooped with a bit of a glazed expression on his face. He knew it wasn't safe to be out and about in a state like this but his day was coming to an end and he planned on sleeping tonight. Swinging from his hand was a small plastic bag and in his other hand was a bottle of what looked to be tea.
As he shuffled through the park along the path, he eventually stopped by a tree that was just a few feet away from the path. He walked on over and all but collapsed at the tree's base, leaning up against it and stretched his legs out in front of him. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath. A few minutes passed of him just sitting there before finally, he moved again and began to unpack his bag.
A box of ootoro. He began to eat his dinner with his fingers, the bottle of tea on his other side. Of which he occasionally took a sip from. The typically observant informant seemed to be...well. Not so observant tonight. He seemed to be, anyway.
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[He turns his head to the forest in front of them, his smile ever-present.]
If they like you, then it means you're doing something right. People want to be with you because you're you, not because of their own reasons.
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[He's looking at Jacob, his expression mostly blank.]
Ahah! But what if I'm just pretending to be nice to them and taking advantage of their innocence~. And you don't know that. There's some pretty selfish people in the world after all.
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Perhaps. And I know. I know of people even more selfish than you are. But that doesn't mean they shouldn't get any chances.
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Me? I'm not selfish at all. [He almost looks offended.] I like to think I'm one of the most selfless people I know. And no, I suppose not.
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I think everyone is a little selfish whether they like to admit it or not. Even the most purest of people cares for himself.