Field trips? He almost wished he hadn't heard that. It was a taunt, almost, a taunt from the ringleader to his circle animals - who would jump through a flaming hoop and try to kill him while outside these walls? But it was also a perfect chance... if he had been smart enough to avoid last night's injury, perhaps he would have been able to manipulate such an opportunity.
As it was, it cost a great deal of effort just to think about the situation rationally. Sitting gingerly on the edge of a couch, he rubbed both his hands across his face, creating a pocket of darkness to hide his expression. Aidou didn't care how it looked; he just need a moment. The daytime had been draining, more so than it had any right to be. And every time he let his mind slip, he thought of something else, and every time he closed his eyes, he saw something else...
The vampire sighed into his hands. 'Crap' was such a flexible word. He would never, ever speak it aloud, but it aptly described how he was feeling. Probably how he looked too.
And everything else about his existence in the last twelve hours.
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Field trips? He almost wished he hadn't heard that. It was a taunt, almost, a taunt from the ringleader to his circle animals - who would jump through a flaming hoop and try to kill him while outside these walls? But it was also a perfect chance... if he had been smart enough to avoid last night's injury, perhaps he would have been able to manipulate such an opportunity.
As it was, it cost a great deal of effort just to think about the situation rationally. Sitting gingerly on the edge of a couch, he rubbed both his hands across his face, creating a pocket of darkness to hide his expression. Aidou didn't care how it looked; he just need a moment. The daytime had been draining, more so than it had any right to be. And every time he let his mind slip, he thought of something else, and every time he closed his eyes, he saw something else...
The vampire sighed into his hands. 'Crap' was such a flexible word. He would never, ever speak it aloud, but it aptly described how he was feeling. Probably how he looked too.
And everything else about his existence in the last twelve hours.