Jin'a was lying on he bed in the small.room, gazing up at the ceiling. Jin'a has his hands behind his head and he was talking idly to the small, fuzzy creature playing happily on the floor.
"Oh sure, you love it here. Think that I'm just the best pet owner. Truth is, I'm a pretty big ass."
Jin'a reached over to a glass of water resting on the nightstand and took a sip. The animal made a happy sound and the miqo'te chuckled.
"How am I an ass? Well let's see, I am a traitor to my homeland, murderer, liar, drunk, sleazeball, been unfaithful few times in love, cast aside friendships like they were garbage, had a massive ego, self righteous, oh and I once didn't tip a good waiter. All in all, my continued existence is proof that the Twelve are assholes to the good people in this world."
The furry creature made a cute reply nose as it chased something around. Jin'a placed the glass back on the dresser.
"Well I suppose you are right. I mean I'm less of a dick now than I was. To bad it took dwelling in insanity, burning bridges with friends, having my significant other miles away, and engaging in a slew of activities that make my stomach knot in shame and regret to get to this point. I mean, hells, here I am voluntarily living in borderline poverty, sending money to Ashwynn, talking to a creature that doesn't understand a word I say and pretending it does. How the might have fallen, no?"
The cute animal turned its big eyes at Jin'a, who smiled and got up from the bed finally and took his coat from the peg on the wall and put it on.
"Try not to get into trouble while I'm gone, okay? Â Hells know I've had enough of that to last me a life time.". Jin'a beamed a stupid grin.as he stepped outside and locked the door behind. It was late twilight and the rolling hills covered in vines stretched before him. He patted the firearm at his side and slowly began the long watch and the peace of mind it gave him.
Serenity through simplicity.
"Oh sure, you love it here. Think that I'm just the best pet owner. Truth is, I'm a pretty big ass."
Jin'a reached over to a glass of water resting on the nightstand and took a sip. The animal made a happy sound and the miqo'te chuckled.
"How am I an ass? Well let's see, I am a traitor to my homeland, murderer, liar, drunk, sleazeball, been unfaithful few times in love, cast aside friendships like they were garbage, had a massive ego, self righteous, oh and I once didn't tip a good waiter. All in all, my continued existence is proof that the Twelve are assholes to the good people in this world."
The furry creature made a cute reply nose as it chased something around. Jin'a placed the glass back on the dresser.
"Well I suppose you are right. I mean I'm less of a dick now than I was. To bad it took dwelling in insanity, burning bridges with friends, having my significant other miles away, and engaging in a slew of activities that make my stomach knot in shame and regret to get to this point. I mean, hells, here I am voluntarily living in borderline poverty, sending money to Ashwynn, talking to a creature that doesn't understand a word I say and pretending it does. How the might have fallen, no?"
The cute animal turned its big eyes at Jin'a, who smiled and got up from the bed finally and took his coat from the peg on the wall and put it on.
"Try not to get into trouble while I'm gone, okay? Â Hells know I've had enough of that to last me a life time.". Jin'a beamed a stupid grin.as he stepped outside and locked the door behind. It was late twilight and the rolling hills covered in vines stretched before him. He patted the firearm at his side and slowly began the long watch and the peace of mind it gave him.
Serenity through simplicity.
