Chillin' in the Red
Feb 11, 2014 10:54:05 GMT -6
Post by Seige Kingsmen on Feb 11, 2014 10:54:05 GMT -6
Yawning quietly, Jask sets his things down and looks over the papers that is quickly and neatly folded before they are placed in one of his many inner pockets for later. His fiery mouse resting in his jacket that's taken off and set with the rest of his things. The red head's usually happy demeanor is seemingly gone as something has his inner thoughts captured and roused. Resting himself on the ground, just outside the dorm, just off to the side of the entrance and with his back laid against the wall. Staring at the ground in the uttermost deepest thoughts, taking his large hat and putting it over his poke's showing head to cover her from the still waning sun.
Leaning his head back, his red mane catching and showing almost gold in the light, releasing a huge and almost depressing sigh. "I tell ya, hun..." As if speaking to the sleeping Kel, "I wish things're different. Wish I didn' have the want to drink 'er the want to rage'er'hate. I s'pose that this is the best thing that's happened to me in my life. I think I remember was Da' said once... "Look like an old cowboy son. Goin' ta' act like it or be civil?"" The red head gives a hollow chuckle before he reaches into his coat pocket, and pulls out a small pocket-knife and an apple. He then begins cutting up the fruit and eating it slowly.
His jovial appearance seems to hide everything about him. He seemed starved, worn and incredibly tired but despite this he seemed all the more fierce now, fiery even and obviously hungry, like a insatiable Arcanine. Softly chewing on the apple, he becomes incredibly quiet and still returning to his thoughts. However, these can be easily disturbed.
Leaning his head back, his red mane catching and showing almost gold in the light, releasing a huge and almost depressing sigh. "I tell ya, hun..." As if speaking to the sleeping Kel, "I wish things're different. Wish I didn' have the want to drink 'er the want to rage'er'hate. I s'pose that this is the best thing that's happened to me in my life. I think I remember was Da' said once... "Look like an old cowboy son. Goin' ta' act like it or be civil?"" The red head gives a hollow chuckle before he reaches into his coat pocket, and pulls out a small pocket-knife and an apple. He then begins cutting up the fruit and eating it slowly.
His jovial appearance seems to hide everything about him. He seemed starved, worn and incredibly tired but despite this he seemed all the more fierce now, fiery even and obviously hungry, like a insatiable Arcanine. Softly chewing on the apple, he becomes incredibly quiet and still returning to his thoughts. However, these can be easily disturbed.
