Nov 24, 2009 07:09
[James is sitting slumped over near Azzip, a small twig in his hand that looks like it just went through a wood-chipper, is slowly being broken over and over and over and over again in his hands. What with Kefka being missing for some reason, he's not sure what to do with his free time anymore]
Weeelll... [Drops the stick] ...I guess I gotta find something to do. Yeah, a hobby! [Standing up!] But what'm I good for? [Slumping back down]
And now everyone's trying ta leave and all... this place sucks. [Buries his face into his hands as he tries desperately hard not to cry]
((I'll respond to this a little later, or way early, today))
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