[Simon is scrounging meagerly about the train car looting whatever he can find, whether it be food, hygiene products, or even little trinkets here and there for his various projects. The rest of the Apex isn't far behind, and if Wuxian listens closely, he may be able to hear the screams and shouts of what must be small children.
He takes and takes and takes, as this is what is rightfully theirs, as everything in this place exists for their enjoyment regardless of what the nulls may do or say. While reaching for a clean, packaged toothbrush in a pile of mismatched toiletries, he looks up and catches sight of what appears to be another passenger. Simon is usually quick to his feet when he sees another potential addition to their little army, though the Apex has specific criteria when searching for new cronies. Adult passengers on the train are not trustworthy, after all.
Simon stares blankly at the... err, man? Woman? Pretty face of unidentified gender identity... On the other side of the rubble. Being of slender build and having quite the long mop of hair on his own head, he shouldn't be so downright confused by what he's seeing. But for the average young American boy, the garments the other wears are quite unfamiliar. Simon isn't entirely sure why his chest feels so goddamn tight or why his typically anxious and neurotic head is suddenly empty, and so he continues to blink rather awkwardly, unconsciously noting that Wuxian's clothes look cool as heck and those high cheekbones are very pretty.]
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[Ah...yeah, he has none of those things but he can't admit it!!!]
you don't have to trouble yourself lan zhan! i'll be fine, really! i was only whining, i don't want to be a hassle
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Wanna make it an action thread?
always, if you will have me
Always!
My sword is yours
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That tag is so cute, I'm losing it
*bows* I can be the softest boy
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He takes and takes and takes, as this is what is rightfully theirs, as everything in this place exists for their enjoyment regardless of what the nulls may do or say. While reaching for a clean, packaged toothbrush in a pile of mismatched toiletries, he looks up and catches sight of what appears to be another passenger. Simon is usually quick to his feet when he sees another potential addition to their little army, though the Apex has specific criteria when searching for new cronies. Adult passengers on the train are not trustworthy, after all.
Simon stares blankly at the... err, man? Woman? Pretty face of unidentified gender identity... On the other side of the rubble. Being of slender build and having quite the long mop of hair on his own head, he shouldn't be so downright confused by what he's seeing. But for the average young American boy, the garments the other wears are quite unfamiliar. Simon isn't entirely sure why his chest feels so goddamn tight or why his typically anxious and neurotic head is suddenly empty, and so he continues to blink rather awkwardly, unconsciously noting that Wuxian's clothes look cool as heck
and those high cheekbones are very pretty.](no subject)
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this is so much worse if u kno... um
SOON I WILL
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1/2 sorry for this long tag omg
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cont. from tfln
Oh? Please tell me more.
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