IC: Day 225
Mar. 1st, 2013 03:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hunting[Having gathered a fair number of grape-flavored apples from the over-sized flowers, Zero returns to Sterling to drop one off with Dandelion. He figures the rest might make for an interesting dessert and a way for Ace to practice more with his tarts. Tossing an apple toward Dandy, he watches as the incest eagerly scamper-hops after it, darting under the bed. Dandy's pursuit kicks loose a glossy piece of paper that must have gotten scuttled under the bed sometime ago.]
What a mess?
[He heads over to the bed and leans down to retrieve the page.]
What a mess?
[He heads over to the bed and leans down to retrieve the page.]
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Date: 2013-03-01 08:49 pm (UTC)(frozen) no subject
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Date: 2013-03-01 08:51 pm (UTC)"Well... there's always one way to know, isn't there?"
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Date: 2013-03-01 09:07 pm (UTC)If there's no point to them... then there's no point to avoiding them either, right? Might as well take them so I can be finished and...
[And? And what? Where can he go from here? While he always yearned to stay here with the teams, with Ace, part of him always knew he would have to go back. He was a Hunter. He had a job. He had a role. He couldn't escape that. But now... is that really gone? He should be glad. Why isn't he glad? He wants to be with Ace. Why does he feel so... lost?]
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Date: 2013-03-01 09:10 pm (UTC)It's what he tells himself, as he opens the trunk and takes out the cage from Firebird's game.
Just so he knows...]