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towerofanimus2011-12-28 05:41 pm
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Entry tags:
Stagnation, Boredom, and a Holiday Scrooge
Characters: Ankh and whatever poor sap wants to talk to him
Setting: Floor 20
Format: Starting Prose 'cause I hadta introspection, will match you as I cater to laziness
Summary:Plus makes up for being absent for a month Ankh is still ruminating after the Nightmare World stuff, and being a brooding birdy up at the top of the tower.
Warnings: The fact that Ankh exists in this post, although less chance of violence since he's a mite less volatile.
Ankh was never quite one for holiday spirit. Now or ever. Actually it was pretty stupid, in his opinion. Most holidays were pretty stupid actually. So that was his reason for opting out of all of this holiday nonsense.
Truth be told though, he just didn't feel like it. Ever since that whole "going home" fiasco, Ankh had been rather stagnant; he was either lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, eating, or reading random crap in the library that he forgot two minutes later. This kind of lethargy was...different to him, to say the least. Usually he'd be more angry, but even in his human form, everything seemed so dull lately.
Apparently he decided both of these locations were boring however, and was now perched on the open air top floor of the first block, laying on his back on the edge and staring up at the "sky," a red drape sprawled out under him
Setting: Floor 20
Format: Starting Prose 'cause I hadta introspection, will match you as I cater to laziness
Summary:
Warnings: The fact that Ankh exists in this post, although less chance of violence since he's a mite less volatile.
Ankh was never quite one for holiday spirit. Now or ever. Actually it was pretty stupid, in his opinion. Most holidays were pretty stupid actually. So that was his reason for opting out of all of this holiday nonsense.
Truth be told though, he just didn't feel like it. Ever since that whole "going home" fiasco, Ankh had been rather stagnant; he was either lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, eating, or reading random crap in the library that he forgot two minutes later. This kind of lethargy was...different to him, to say the least. Usually he'd be more angry, but even in his human form, everything seemed so dull lately.
Apparently he decided both of these locations were boring however, and was now perched on the open air top floor of the first block, laying on his back on the edge and staring up at the "sky," a red drape sprawled out under him
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"The hell do you want?"
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Eiji didn't want to reach out to others. He didn't want to be a burden, but... If anyone would know anything about what had happened before, it'd be Ankh. Besides, if he just inquired about if what happened was what he thought, that wasn't the same as seeking help, right? That, and it wasn't like Ankh would be eager to reach out and help anyway...
"...the purple medals. If they stayed in me long enough, what do you think would happen - if anything?"