 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
He wasn't paying a particularly large sum of attention to where he was going or how he was getting there. That part of his mind was on auto-pilot, bringing him slowly down towards level ten with a pace that would frustrate a snail. But he highly doubted a snail had as much on their minds as he did. If it did, he really pitied the snail.
A slow sigh left Sabel as he descended another step, consecutively flipping the page of one of the files he was mulling over. Really, he had no idea what he was doing, or if the vauge understanding of the intention he had would even work. Damien hadn't been gone long, but it was moments like these that Sabel realized how much he missed the man. Who was he supposed to bounce ideas off of now? Who was supposed to tell him that he was going in over his head far off the deep end.
...He supposed there was the thing called a 'conscience' that he possessed, but sometimes it was better hearing it out loud. Maybe he would have to bother Emily, or Legend, if they weren't at each other's throats.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |