[ - oh, and if you're browsing your inbox, there's a feed (off-centre) featuring a rather small child (seven, eight years old), being frantic. and looking very, very lost.]

V-vincent?

[He's starting to get teary-eyed. he's somewhere in somni, in an alley, all by his lonesome ( Read more... )

- the food selection is terrible and frankly, I -

[five in the morning and one (1) gilbert nightray is soliloquizing on the coarser points of the local marketplace (where the fuck are the people are they going on leave or something?); brows drawn, 'berry held screen up in a hand ( Read more... )