Posts by Libra

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It had been a while. He hadn't done much before, but at least he was back. Not that that would be of much usefulness to his new home, but hey, someone had to carry this burden until he was finally free."Hey, is anyone here? I'll just wait if you're not. I have time." The whole thing was ironic as he was basically talking to no one, but he calmed himself in his own way. Any little helped when a long way for him. He was a broken mutt, beaten and brutally hurt by his own self, how he had even endure a year was beyond him. He often didnt make friends, people didn't like being around someone so fanatical and pessimistic, it was often bad for their health. So the exiles seemed fit. A place of misfits for a misfit. Maybe he would be able to find someone who liked him.

He honestly couldn't tell who was more creepy, the guy going on about malls being... pretty? Or this drug dealer probably trying to serve him up some tropical caterpillar or another"U-Uh, I'm not quite sure how to respond here? I guess i want to join?" So was he supposed to follow them? He wasn't sure who'd he take his chances with, they both kind of creeped him out. It was then he actually got a good look at the angel through his blurry eyes. Key word angel. He had fucking wings. The downcast look on his face was beyond apparent as he gazed at Pit.

Name? There was always a catch. He wasn't too sure if he wanted these people having his name, but well, what power did it hold over him? He wasn't exactly well known, or known at all. He was just another person in the dark abyss of life."Libra." He no longer felt like talking, so hopefully that would satisfy the craving creatures that faced him. Maybe he was giving the angel a hard time... but if someone was unknown, he had to make assumptions.

At his own joining, pit had been the one to personally creep him out, but things had turned quickly. Due to Libra's whole unearthly obsession, it had become a routine to simply watch pit from afar. Admire his wonderful wings... Examine them whenever he could. Oh how he lusted for such magnificent things, yet how sorry he felt for the creature who appeared to be equally earthbound. It appeared as if some divine deity had seen them unfit to grace the heavens, so here they remained in the pits of hell. He spoke not, as that would only help to give away his position, a fact that would probably creep out the winged kid, which would only help to shorten his viewings. Misfits they all were indeed.[/font]

The mutt stumbled back a bit, nearly falling over at the sudden introduction of his admiree (and apparently admirer in turn) "Y-you? Apolog- oh uh-yea-?" He was trying to hide his obviously flustered appearance, and clearly wasn't doing it too well... He was still trying to break his gaze in all honesty, but whenever he looked away, his eyesight was dragged right back to where it had been.

Sometimes things just dont work out. And settling so far hadn't really worked out for him. Even though this was just another place to be, it seemed as if it might just work out. Shame he had to leave the winged boy behind, but sometimes sacrifices had to be made for greater happiness."Hello? This is the second time I've had to go through this process, so somebody should be around here right?" His voice came out soft and crispy, accented by the sound only early adolescence could give you. He was pretty unremarkable in the darkness, the low levels of light hiding the silver sparks that speckled the unforgiving darkness of his pelt, even his eyes with colors inverse seemed average. He was just another black colored mutt at the border of another clan. For some reason, he never really turned up some place nice.

Libra couldn't help but gape in equal astonishment, it seemed the one thing he had left behind had made it their anyways. "Oh-And yeah, wait- why? S-sure?" If you could here his internal conversations, it wouldn't be confusion, or gibberish, or even something loud. Just a small. Quiet. Fuck. He hadn't intended to stumble along the angel, who's name he still wasn't quite sure of... Was he just forgetting it? He did that often. He hated not being in control of his own life, but at the moment, he almost didn't mind it.

He shyly accepted the grey fabric that had been extended out to him, and simply draped it over his neck for the time being. "L-Libra. Names Libra." At this point it was sort of overwhelming, but bright and welcoming in the same way. He felt safer than he had ever felt in other anti-clans, turns out some places weren't all too bad.

Clusterfuck would've been an appropriate term t describe the situation.. Flusterfuck however, was even more appropriate. He honestly wasn't quite sure how to reply at this point, or how to reply at all in the first place, why in the hell would he be apologizing? What did he do? Maybe it was something drastic, maybe he had straight up murdered several people, but at the moment. Libra didnt exactly care."Sure? Why are you a-apol-gizing?" The word came out of his mouth weird, only further accenting his confusion. At this point he was pretty much mimicking Pit's moves. Basically a universal sign of awkwardness.

"Nawh o-of course not?." This experience was just too weird for him. Such interactions just werent common for him.

Libra had gotten the note alright. He would have wondered as to who it came from, had he not only interacted with one person the duration of his stay... Hey? Who you gonna blame? Deciding he literally had nothing else to do, he followed the poorly written note (deciding it more polite to not call him out on it, it was cute in a way) to the lakeside. He was a little early, the sun just entering the late horizon view, but you cant expect a person with literally nothing better to do to be late. "You... Noted?" He was soft spoken, and his voice never really got to the point of solid speech. But times like these were moments only accentuated by such voices, so for once, he didnt mind so much about his own faults. He hoped pit didnt try to pull anything nasty, he found kids with poor grammar usually tried such things on him... And the kid seemed so nice this time. Why didn't he think of these things before? He was in a fierce war whether or not to scamper off (which would probably embarrass him further) or make some polite excuse to leave. It was at that moment he realized, he had been staring at pit for several minutes now.