[ A casual touch on the hand or a bump of the shoulder in passing. A baseless smile as he traded trivial greetings with the natives as they gave him knowing looks at the slight pallor of his skin and the sheen of sweat on his brow.
It wasn't that he cared for challenging the system. He just didn't care. What was it to him if he died or lived because he couldnn't be bothered to find a victim to hug? He's embraced many before. He could do it again.
No, that wasn't the issue here, it was much more base then that. What reason did he have for living when she was no longer here? There was none and so Jack stumbled through the City, searching, aching, wondering how many more days and weeks before sweet oblivion took him. ]
[ Option 5 ]
[ Jack still wasn't keen on living, but he knew the futility of not trying so well now. Someone always got in the way. And so today, he's standing in the public gardens staring at a tree. His braid swung slightly as he tilted his head. ]
Yes, yes you will do.
[ and with a smile almost akin to pleasure, he placed one hand on a low hanging branch and his foot on the trunk. And then he pulled himself up. Mmhmm. That's right. He's climbing the tree and if you happen to miss his trek up, well... if you happen to hear some undignified snoring from above, well... watch out. He may just fall on you.
Jack Vessalius | Pandora Hearts
[ A casual touch on the hand or a bump of the shoulder in passing. A baseless smile as he traded trivial greetings with the natives as they gave him knowing looks at the slight pallor of his skin and the sheen of sweat on his brow.
It wasn't that he cared for challenging the system. He just didn't care. What was it to him if he died or lived because he couldnn't be bothered to find a victim to hug? He's embraced many before. He could do it again.
No, that wasn't the issue here, it was much more base then that. What reason did he have for living when she was no longer here? There was none and so Jack stumbled through the City, searching, aching, wondering how many more days and weeks before sweet oblivion took him. ]
[ Option 5 ]
[ Jack still wasn't keen on living, but he knew the futility of not trying so well now. Someone always got in the way. And so today, he's standing in the public gardens staring at a tree. His braid swung slightly as he tilted his head. ]
Yes, yes you will do.
[ and with a smile almost akin to pleasure, he placed one hand on a low hanging branch and his foot on the trunk. And then he pulled himself up. Mmhmm. That's right. He's climbing the tree and if you happen to miss his trek up, well... if you happen to hear some undignified snoring from above, well... watch out. He may just fall on you.
Opps? ]