#the tumblr hasnt read our rps enough to know berujean stands supreme ....

[leadersguilt]

he appears, as he's always been, reticent, the stillness at the bottom of the well, a sinking shadow encompassing movement and a slanted backbone; proclaimers gaze reaches his own despite the cowardice and fodder ( i guess you're right, he can tell there is a story behind that, one beyond a boy with a tight smile and even tighter hands, the apparent antithesis to his conviction. ), devilish smile merely widening upon his visage as his elbow nudges it's way by his side, closing the distance in turn. ' sorry for being so troublesome ' he murmurs, and it takes jean a moment to swallow his laughter in turn; if this is a problem, then how many times has he disrespected those he has never sought forgiveness from?

“      can't say i'm a fan of the competition, of course ...     ” there's a curiosity still inked into his tone, and if asked to place the reason in which caused it ... well, even he remains slightly uncertain.   “      but having the top ten means nine other punks have gotta get through. you know what i'm talking about, right?     ” faceless voices, jutted and seamless / voiceless names, distorted and infrequent; the countless dreams of those who end up clattered or broken, deserting or fleeing into the agriculture without a second to none thought. the reflection of what is to come -----   “      speed is a pretty good quality to have against this lot. learnt it from experience, or just the best you know?     ” half question / half analysis; he's still observant towards them all.

@teufelme, continued from here.