Dec 08, 2010 19:46
[Something about the last plot had struck him as just.. off. More so than usual. He knew how things would turn out for him. Honestly he wasn't sure what to make of it. So many unanswered questions, so many things left too vague for his tastes. As he was sat there, he let his mind wander. If he were to kill the Premier... what would be left for him? He couldn't adapt well, he was too used to the way Toshima was. All he'd done now was simply out of determination to kill the man and forget everything, but by doing so he'd shut himself off from everything. There had to be a better way, some way to make himself not become so isolated. He worked well like that, but after living in the Manor for a number of weeks had been a bit of an eye opener of just how out of touch he was, how bad things were. Giving a huff he shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts and listen to the music playing.
The club almost made him wish that the neutral zone hotels and bars were like this, almost.]
You know how to kick a guy's feet out from under him Lady..
shiki,
plot: new york