((dims the fading light in our souls))
...I'm afraid the primary school is without its headmaster again. To all of Gyatso's students - and friends - I am sorry. I know that he would have wished you all the best...and that he would have been proud of all of you for continuing to persevere in this place.
[There's a long, painful pause, and a long, painful sigh.]
That means the soup kitchen is missing one of its cooks, as well. Please consider lending a hand there if you have any experience cooking.
[He swallows hard. It's a good facade, a wall of stoicism, but there's so much pain underneath it. Rarely had he ever found a good a friend as Gyatso was, and he knew what awaited the man back home...
A little choked up, he finishes quickly.]
Good day, Discedo.
[click.]
[ooc: not feeling well because of a pulled muscle and stuff, so tags will be tomorrow. And I will do the other tags as well! Kisses.]
[There's a long, painful pause, and a long, painful sigh.]
That means the soup kitchen is missing one of its cooks, as well. Please consider lending a hand there if you have any experience cooking.
[He swallows hard. It's a good facade, a wall of stoicism, but there's so much pain underneath it. Rarely had he ever found a good a friend as Gyatso was, and he knew what awaited the man back home...
A little choked up, he finishes quickly.]
Good day, Discedo.
[click.]
[ooc: not feeling well because of a pulled muscle and stuff, so tags will be tomorrow. And I will do the other tags as well! Kisses.]