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What if there was nothing let to return to? No one tells me anything about Resembool, of the town, shops, nothing. The blind chimera rubbed his face tiredly, as he felt something float by his face and he opened his hand. He usually stood out of the bar, to get away from the noise, and everyone. "What am I missing?" He mumbled, closing his hand around the thing in his hand.
┈≡▓ {✘} Eyes flicked sharply towards the other, brows raising just slightly as the canine chimera listened. A humorless smirk lifted the corner of his mouth and he snorted, giving his head a short shake.
”Eh. S’place looks like shit.” He paused, wrinkling his nose. “Okay, th’more populated areas ain’t so bad, but yeah. Our part’a town? Shit.”
Shouldn’t be all that surprising, anyway. You didn’t need eyes to pick up on that, what with the smelly bar or conversations that oft floated around during the busier nights. The Nest was located in the back allies with the rest of the trash, after all. Don’t be expecting civil shit here.
”…the hell is that? Some sort of dumbass joke?” He tossed the dish towel in his hand, smacking it back down on the counter to rub at a persistent blotch of god-knows-what. “Gonna need a bit more effort, idiot.”
“That’s the problem, Dol, it’s not a joke…” Neil sighed as he turned to the other chimera. He had directed that stupid thing towards himself. His eyes moved to the ceiling. The chimera rubbed his chin, as he listened to Dol say how stupid the joke was.
Neil had never got to see much of the country, especially before he lost his sight. There was nothing for him to look for, as where it is all black. “Dol, had this place always been like shit?”
"Good day people. Stay out of my way. This blind kid is ready for anything."
can you do another of finestchimera? x3 you're such a good artist
//I literally have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to this guy but he’s fun to draw!
✎ (for my other oc, finestchimera)
//Hope I did alright :3
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"God, grant me the strength not to smack one of these god damn drunken assholes..." Exhales hastily and angrily.
What did you just say?
