Neo had snuck into Thana's room and underneath her bed. Its something he had started doing whenever she got him into the hotel or whatever it was she first holed him up at. For some reason feeling safest there. Usually anyways. The night before he'd fallen asleep again. He honestly hated sleeping as the nightmares always plagued him. For a few hours he tossed and turned before slipping out of the room. Grabbing his coat and hugging it to himself. Not bothering to find his shoes or put them on. He hated wearing those for some reason. His feet wandered aimlessly down the halls.
Part of him was starting to call this place home. Another part of him felt like he was going to wake up and it would be gone. No Thana. No Shikon. Just a dream like the memories of Kakania. He began to explore the Upper Level. Shaking his head to chase away lingering images of his nightmare. He was thinking over things and wandering. Eventually someone would wake...and he could talk to them right? Shikon or Thana would wake...he was more confused before. Ever since meeting Thana he was starting to get an understanding of the world he had been born into.
Disease wasn't a disease like he was taught but a unique gift. Then meeting Shikon who Thana trusted explained more. Now he met the russian boy and was confused again. Were there really people who could so boldly say they were 'gifted' like that? He still felt his was a curse. Gifts brought death...like Kakania's. Staring at a painting on the wall in the halls. He was fighting the urge to go downstairs and outside. Thana had asked him to stick closer to the mansion. For her he was trying. It wasn't easy. These four walls made him feel trapped again.
Last edited by Neo Lancewick on Thu Feb 12, 2015 4:51 pm; edited 2 times in total
Part of him was starting to call this place home. Another part of him felt like he was going to wake up and it would be gone. No Thana. No Shikon. Just a dream like the memories of Kakania. He began to explore the Upper Level. Shaking his head to chase away lingering images of his nightmare. He was thinking over things and wandering. Eventually someone would wake...and he could talk to them right? Shikon or Thana would wake...he was more confused before. Ever since meeting Thana he was starting to get an understanding of the world he had been born into.
Disease wasn't a disease like he was taught but a unique gift. Then meeting Shikon who Thana trusted explained more. Now he met the russian boy and was confused again. Were there really people who could so boldly say they were 'gifted' like that? He still felt his was a curse. Gifts brought death...like Kakania's. Staring at a painting on the wall in the halls. He was fighting the urge to go downstairs and outside. Thana had asked him to stick closer to the mansion. For her he was trying. It wasn't easy. These four walls made him feel trapped again.
Last edited by Neo Lancewick on Thu Feb 12, 2015 4:51 pm; edited 2 times in total