'Anyroad'. If you don't know where you're going...
[...any road will get you there. V only hums in amusement, a soft sound from the back of his throat, letting the phrase die on his tongue. Dark green eyes lift, a small tilt of his head, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.]
...Where are you from?
[He's starting to suspect that it might be from very far away. There is something... unusual about most of the Displaced. An aura, a charisma, an oddity -- but something that allots them as different, though they should try their best to blend in.
This man certainly has a touch of that ineffable quality, hard to pin down but distinctly there.]
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'Anyroad'. If you don't know where you're going...
[...any road will get you there. V only hums in amusement, a soft sound from the back of his throat, letting the phrase die on his tongue. Dark green eyes lift, a small tilt of his head, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.]
...Where are you from?
[He's starting to suspect that it might be from very far away. There is something... unusual about most of the Displaced. An aura, a charisma, an oddity -- but something that allots them as different, though they should try their best to blend in.
This man certainly has a touch of that ineffable quality, hard to pin down but distinctly there.]