Wilder ♥ 001
Who: Zelos and whoever
Where: Espoir
Style: Not really too picky here
Status: Open ♥
[Zelos is just staggering along the roads of Espoir, panting lightly, clutching the side of his body tightly with his left arm, his right hanging uselessly beside his body, fingertips dripping small droplets of blood in a patterned row on the dirt behind him as he walks.
He looks pretty good for someone with a gash just under his ribs and a slice at the top of his arm, really he does. His long red hair is still as neat and stunning as ever, his clothing is stylishly crisp and would be relatively clean if it weren’t for the obvious bloodstains (but really, the stains are a nice, deep red…he wears it well), the obvious pain wrinkling his beautiful face, the heavy limp in his otherwise graceful steps…
…Okay, lied. He looks like garbage right now this is the only time you’ll see the Great Zelos Wilder looking anything but flawless, drink it in people.
So, why is he walking around instead of chilling on the stone next to the fountain where he woke up? Well, it was either bleed to death on the floor or bleed to death looking for some help, might as well, y’know, die trying.]
Where: Espoir
Style: Not really too picky here
Status: Open ♥
[Zelos is just staggering along the roads of Espoir, panting lightly, clutching the side of his body tightly with his left arm, his right hanging uselessly beside his body, fingertips dripping small droplets of blood in a patterned row on the dirt behind him as he walks.
He looks pretty good for someone with a gash just under his ribs and a slice at the top of his arm, really he does. His long red hair is still as neat and stunning as ever, his clothing is stylishly crisp and would be relatively clean if it weren’t for the obvious bloodstains (but really, the stains are a nice, deep red…he wears it well), the obvious pain wrinkling his beautiful face, the heavy limp in his otherwise graceful steps…
…Okay, lied. He looks like garbage right now this is the only time you’ll see the Great Zelos Wilder looking anything but flawless, drink it in people.
So, why is he walking around instead of chilling on the stone next to the fountain where he woke up? Well, it was either bleed to death on the floor or bleed to death looking for some help, might as well, y’know, die trying.]