[Kaz has rather grown to love the little rooftop perch Alistair showed him. He's taken to meditating up here most days, and some nights. Nights that have left him drenched in a cold sweat and a perturbed mind.
Tonight is one such night - one where he hasn't heard or seen his Máistir at all.
He's sitting on the the roof, legs crossed. He's only wearing a tank top, sweats and sneakers. The Wings of Therion are strapped to his back, his phone is in his pocket and he almost prays Alistair shows up.
Because who else can I talk to about this anyway?]
Waking the Dead 2.0 || Between the Lines || Alistair and Kaz; March 2063
Tonight is one such night - one where he hasn't heard or seen his Máistir at all.
He's sitting on the the roof, legs crossed. He's only wearing a tank top, sweats and sneakers. The Wings of Therion are strapped to his back, his phone is in his pocket and he almost prays Alistair shows up.
Because who else can I talk to about this anyway?]