Gale | 07
Who: Gale, Sera, Heat, Cielo, maybe Roland?
Where: Muladhara
Style: Whichever, but be consistent plz
Status: Closed. Distressed cannibals are distressed. D:
Gale could hardly make sense of the situation. He could hardly make sense of himself. It was an anger he hadn't felt since Lupa died. But this was far worse than Lupa. Far, far worse.
He stood there in front of the broken window, hands clenched into fists so tight even his short fingernails cut into his skin. Vayu's presence took advantage of his anger, his atma flaring slightly. Gale didn't allow the transformation, as much as he wanted to. It wouldn't help. He knew that. It wouldn't bring Serph back.
There wasn't just anger here. A tightness in his chest and in his eyes...what it was, he didn't care.
Serph was gone. Gone like Argilla. Gone like Cielo had been, before.
So this was what it felt, to be..."sad". Even more than sad. This felt as if he were being torn apart and devoured from the inside.
Where: Muladhara
Style: Whichever, but be consistent plz
Status: Closed. Distressed cannibals are distressed. D:
Gale could hardly make sense of the situation. He could hardly make sense of himself. It was an anger he hadn't felt since Lupa died. But this was far worse than Lupa. Far, far worse.
He stood there in front of the broken window, hands clenched into fists so tight even his short fingernails cut into his skin. Vayu's presence took advantage of his anger, his atma flaring slightly. Gale didn't allow the transformation, as much as he wanted to. It wouldn't help. He knew that. It wouldn't bring Serph back.
There wasn't just anger here. A tightness in his chest and in his eyes...what it was, he didn't care.
Serph was gone. Gone like Argilla. Gone like Cielo had been, before.
So this was what it felt, to be..."sad". Even more than sad. This felt as if he were being torn apart and devoured from the inside.