I get up from a cold sweat. I look over at Gwen resting peaceful. Kissing her, I think. I should have lashed out... I need to be more in control...[sub]I am so sorry Gwen...[sub]Please don't hate me[/sub][/sub]
Getting up, I check the date. Wednesday. Heading outside, I retrieve one of the things I had with me. An old 21st Century Acoustic guitar. I sit down, playing a few notes before I start singing.
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
like my father's come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
OoC: Gear... All is forgiven. Don't worry about it
OoC: Right then. Thanks. Anyway, I thought about it overnight, and yeah, probably gonna bring Makoto in today. The big question now is how I'm gonna write Ragna out.
OoC: @Rosh I'm never good with two characters. I can't play them at the same time, they just end up being completly seperate and taking distant roles in the group. And what is is about Ragna you like, exactly? Besides the sheer badass factor.
That's the point. Playing with two complete separate character personalities is always enjoying.
To be honest, Ragna can be a bit of snark, but its funny to see it coming from you!
I look around to see the Orge/Troll...thing. I quietly put away the guitar and plug in my headphones for a musical piece that one of the kids showed me.
I quietly go back to Gwen, laying next to her, listening to her every breathing, thanking that she is still here.
OoC: @Rosh Well... I guess I could use Ragna for most of the fighting and Makoto for most of the character dev... but I'm still not sure about it. They're both quite active, established characters. If I fuck up on one of them, it's gonna be big.
OOC:Ok I'm going to get some sleep. I'm not going to be on much tomorrow. if the group moves then have them tie a rope to Morg and drag him everywhere they go (or something more effective) and there is now a football pitch just outside the ship, if you need a ball then you'll find a rather spiky one on Morg.
"Keeps dem mutts away from me. Iz is sleepy and yer don't want ta meet an angry and sleepy Morg" Morg said as he pushed the animal away and laid back down. Still in the center of the pitch.
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