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@cyclops
17 / Male / Bi / Four Three of Clubs

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My Self-Summary

I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.

My Future Plans

Going back home.

My Talents

A lot of things.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Stuff that doesn't suck.

My Ideal Partner

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Height 5'8" Body Type Lean, athletic build Smokes No Drinks No (mostly because underage) Drugs No Sign Libra Education Xavier's Institute Occupation Student Income None Children No Pets No Hobbies Normal things

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01. WINE OR BEER

idk probably beer

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

Clowns I guess

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Shower

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

Yes

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

Coffee

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Summer

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Leather

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

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ISFJ-T

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MIND

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NATURE

60%

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TACTICS

82%

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IDENTITY

67%

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[armwriostle]

[Hearing it from someone else stings the hardest, he has decided. It forces a reality down onto even the most delusional dream; forcing him to acknowledge an ugly truth he had been staring passed because he simply didn't want to process the pain it would bring. It bring finality. It rings in reality.

Kizuna is gone.]

You make it sound like he died. [And maybe it might as well be just that. Honestly, maybe he would have preferred it that way. Death doesn't have finality here, given that some guests were spirits and it sounds like it is far from permanent, but it might have been better if Kizuna had died because Kizuna being a statue brings an assortment of uncertainty. Uncertainty breeds discourse in his already aching heart.

Love is a word he has never fully grasped properly because his life had been devoid of it for so long. He knew the word in definition and theory and had even learned certain layers of it. Heartbreak for someone whom he had wanted to entwine his fate with was...

It's messy in his mind.] So we're not playing at the arcade? [He's deflecting, but it's obvious that it's clumsy now.]

[laserguy]

[Scott watches Wriothesley for a moment, quiet once more. It's clear that the older man is trying to keep himself together and he's honestly doing a really good job about it, but he can see the hurt and grief that's covering him like a cloak. Not overly explicit, but it's there, and what does one say about something like this? He's sorry? ...He guesses, but it doesn't feel enough. Maybe nothing can be. He just has to help the other in any way he can think of.

Stepping forward, he reaches for his hand, before intwining it with his own. Some offer of comfort right now.

He hasn't lost someone like that-- not in the way that Kizuna meant to him.]

Later. [They can play at the arcade. Maybe it would be a nice distraction, but he doesn't want to let Wriothesley go that easily.] ...You're not alone, remember that, okay?