My icon sucks I know

[chaillportan]

[There is a Yuusei standing in the hallway of the lobby, silent and unmoving. Normally, this was not something too terribly unsettling, but something about this Yuusei gives off very different vibes. Perhaps its the blue prison garb. Perhaps its the prison garb, or the fact his mark is on the wrong side of his face. Or perhaps it is his gaunt appearance and dead eyes which ignore the nametag that is on his chest.

Or perhaps it is the words he speaks as he looks down at his bare right arm, words spoken quietly, both confused and certain of its objective. As it has been these past two years...]

I...must...