Chaos. He could live with chaos. With everything else that had been upside-down in his life, lately, at least this was a sort of chaos that he actually had control over.
He nodded, a single, stooping sort of nod that only enhanced the illusion of a man who was also a bird buried under that coat, and in the shadows under the mask, his lips pulled into a grin.
Re: Opening Remarks (MAY1)
He nodded, a single, stooping sort of nod that only enhanced the illusion of a man who was also a bird buried under that coat, and in the shadows under the mask, his lips pulled into a grin.
"In."