tiir rumibul; o1o [backdated to the curse]

[contemptibility]

Who: Tiir and vatheon!
When: Backdated to during the curse.
Where: The park.
Style: [please!]
Status: Open!

[It's strange, how someone who appreciates honesty wouldn't appreciate a curse that made one honest—but even Tiir has his white lies, his claims of being okay even when he isn't really. And so, the recent curse doesn't sit too well with him, as he's not too thrilled at being unable to filter his words.

... Especially with what's happened in his world. Although it's been well over a month since his return to Vatheon, the reminder that he'll go back to the same time in his world means that the events that occurred always remain recent to him. It's a lot to think about, though Tiir isn't sure how much of it he wants to reflect over, as it might result in certain sentiments he doesn't want.

Normally, in a pensive mood like this where he just wants to shut his mind down—and, to an extent, does so—he'd go to the forest, but today... Today, for a moment, the memory of Minato goes through his mind, and so for whatever reason, he feels compelled to go to the park instead.

Thus, there he is, sitting by the pond—and throwing bread crumbs in the direction of the ducks, as he watches them feed.

Join him?]

Comments

[zipperlips]

[Human relationships work in weird ways, as far as Kurloz is concerned, but he knows that family is not just a custodian, and that it's a close bond. He nods again, and pats Tiir on the shoulder.]

[contemptibility]

Ah? Thank you.

[He shrugs.]

Well, I suppose it doesn't matter in the end. What's been done can't be undone...

[zipperlips]

[Most of the responses Kurloz has to that wouldn't be expressed well through simple gestures, so instead he just shrugs. The past is that way, for most people, but what about the future?]