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badfic_manor2011-09-20 04:59 pm
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*He was broken. He could feel it. Something in him was twisted up somehow, sending distracting waves of pain through him. It wasn't supposed to work like this. He didn't feel pain, he couldn't. So why did it hurt so much? Even his head hurt, and it made it difficult to think, to dive into his memory to find out 'why'. His memories weren't as clear as they should be either. He was broken, and there wasn't anyone to fix him.
He didn't really look like he belonged in a castle. His clothes were more of a forest quality. More unusual was the way he'd found a corner in a supposedly unused room to curl up in as if hiding from the light, arms wrapped around his stomach. He certainly seemed an unsavory sort.*
((Akito doesn't know to recognize this as 'hunger'. Poor boy. Someone tell him he's not broken?))
He didn't really look like he belonged in a castle. His clothes were more of a forest quality. More unusual was the way he'd found a corner in a supposedly unused room to curl up in as if hiding from the light, arms wrapped around his stomach. He certainly seemed an unsavory sort.*
((Akito doesn't know to recognize this as 'hunger'. Poor boy. Someone tell him he's not broken?))