Hawke's journal

-=It's cloudy and rainy and miserable. At least right now there's nothing but a cold spit drizzling down. Hawke's face is extremely somber as he's outside with a cloak on in addition to the cloth. (Man's cold, today. He didn't sleep well.) And he's outside out in what looks like to be the middle of no where, standing before a tree that has things tied to it. With a silent step, he walks to the tree and places one hand on it, moving forward a moment later to press his forehead against it and wrap one arm around the trunk. In his other hand are two more rectangular plates with string on them.

Scrawled on those plates are two names. One "Bubbles," and the other "Rachel."

Hawke's clinging to that tree for a long time before he murmurs a prayer in his own language, then with a sniff goes to climb the tree and tie the plates to the tree's branches. Later he'll carve those names on the trunk of the tree in his own language. But today he'll sit up in the branches to watch the rain fall.=-

-=Threes years in this city, and he still doesn't know how to make filters. That or he doesn't care to know.=-

Roy.

I want to help.

She is my sister.

.....


This was not your tea, was it, Unohana.



-=makes a face as if something odd slipped over his tongue.=-

How do I make...

These things... I have odd tastes, and I know I cannot taste these things here.






[[He took the blue draught. Welcome Gustatory Synesthesia]]

--best that you are no longer here. -=it sounds like Hawke is speaking to someone, but there's no one visible from the PCD's angle.=-

There are humans here, and while they do not know you, you would not be happy. It is... good, too.. you will not remember. -=his hands are cradling some feathers that don't look native here. And a strip of leather.=-

I will remember. Always.




[[OOC: FYI, while the log hasn't finished, Hawke accidently killed Saul while everyone tried to contain him after setting Sasuke's house on fire. So not only is he dealing with Sohl gone, he's trying to deal with the fact that he killed someone.]]

.... -=Hawke's carrying his PCD as he walks through the cold paper house, as he's come to identify it, thinking that somehow bringing it with him, he'll learn something new, but his magic tells him what his eyes do.=-

She is not here, any longer. I do not feel her heart.

-=he looks extremely sad for a moment. Sad that he couldn't help the nervous girl, and then hopeful that she found a way home. Then he turns to the screen, looking at it through his hair.=-

It is time for us to leave here.




[[Edward-mun.... do you want to get out of the cold paper shack, now? Apparently, Hinata mun dropped. :/]]