Oct 07, 2010 20:29
[backdated to sundown]
I don't give a fuck about who you are, where you're from, or what you're doing here. I don't need to know where I am or where to go. I don't want any of your 'advice' or pointless, shitty chitchat.
[the man - it's assumed it is a man; maybe the swath of bone on his face is some morbid costume.
the video feed is simple and very small. all that's in sight is the man's face, and the dark, white-capped expanse of the ocean behind him. his expression is harsh but careless, neither afraid nor panicked nor even particularly concerned.
he had listened, for a while. the babbling on this thing was hard to ignore, once he'd bothered to turn it on]
All I want to know is what's across the ocean.
[a short pause, during which he turns his head toward the sun.
it's low on the horizon, basking the sea in dirty copper]
And what comes out at night.
c: ulquiorra cifer,
†: aizen sousuke,
c: miles edgeworth,
c: ichimaru gin,
c: sanji,
c: replica riku,
†: shijima kurookano,
†: alex mercer,
!: grimmjow jaegerjaquez,
,
c: ishida uryuu,
c: kenpachi zaraki,
c: nnoitra jiruga