11-14-2008, 10:28 AM
Vocatio stood where he was. No emotions. No anger. No happiness. No depression. No anxiety. No foresight. No memories. Nothing. An empty heart. He fell to his knees. Still nothing. On his hands and knees, banging the ground in frustration. Nothing? Is frustration a feeling? No answers in his mind.
"It's all my fault...little bird...Daisy," Vocatio muttered. "Soma..." He banged the ground again with his fist. A small amount of blood. If his body had been in the state of his emotions, he would be mangled and deformed. "IT'S MY FAULT!!" he screamed into the sky. "I should of died instead..." his voice dwindled. He took a needle out of his pouch. Here came the tears. Here came the anger. A vivacious girl's life destroyed, her future robbed of her...thanks to him. What was he to do with the needle? His mind didn't know, but his body was afraid.
"It's all my fault...little bird...Daisy," Vocatio muttered. "Soma..." He banged the ground again with his fist. A small amount of blood. If his body had been in the state of his emotions, he would be mangled and deformed. "IT'S MY FAULT!!" he screamed into the sky. "I should of died instead..." his voice dwindled. He took a needle out of his pouch. Here came the tears. Here came the anger. A vivacious girl's life destroyed, her future robbed of her...thanks to him. What was he to do with the needle? His mind didn't know, but his body was afraid.
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