The violent entrance and dark, amused laughter are hardly typical of Haine, save the occasional moments in battle.  The boy that enters the streets of town resembles Haine in appearance only.  The wicked smile and occasional dark laugh are someone else entirely.  He's shirtless, but hardly seems to notice the cold.  His pale skin is smeared and ( Read more... )

[Haine is feeling mostly better after his weekend in the rainforest.  The only outstanding injuries are on his wings, though they appear to be on the mend.  Still, it isn't what bothers him most.  There's the odd quiet in the house; something he used to appreciate, but now?  It's strange.  Badou's doorknob never did get fixed and his bed hasn't ( Read more... )