[Styx, your hand is blessed with one fuzzy feetie perching on it. Then the second and the tiny dog was huddling in the crook of crossed legs. Ears just about poking up as he looked back to Mikasa, tail wagging. He was Hidden.
Not that Mikasa was looking, still wistfully glancing away.]
Yeah... [The feeling of always been left behind. Now things seemed to have settled and yet, she still couldn't shake the feeling that it was only temporary. That it'd all change in the blink og an eye. But then again, it could, couldn't it? The mirrors meant she could just vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye.
She sighs, shaking her head. She didn't want to talk about it. As nice as Styx was.]
...So... Do you know how to do this 'grab bag' thing?
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Not that Mikasa was looking, still wistfully glancing away.]
Yeah... [The feeling of always been left behind. Now things seemed to have settled and yet, she still couldn't shake the feeling that it was only temporary. That it'd all change in the blink og an eye. But then again, it could, couldn't it? The mirrors meant she could just vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye.
She sighs, shaking her head. She didn't want to talk about it. As nice as Styx was.]
...So... Do you know how to do this 'grab bag' thing?