05-02-2012, 10:33 PM
[[Whatever is in italics, Percival is thinking to himself. He's kinda making a journal entry in his head sort of deal... ;u;]]
He enjoyed the time alone, using the moment to reflect on the events of his day. He'd start off with the last 24 hours, then move onto perhaps the entire week leading up to then, before going to the month, year, until he didn't want to think back any further.
When he went through this ritual, he always made it back to one particular event, before his mind refused to tread deeper.
But for now, Percival Teach was thinking of the here and now, the few hours leading up to the current moments where he sat, grey eyes staring up at the sky, clouded over in a trance.
Today, April 26, 2012...
Percival remembered only seconds before arriving into this semi-secluded area, not consciously intending to end up alone, but even he himself knew the distancing from the rest of society was, deep down, his doing; it was second nature of him to isolate himself, it seemed, even if he was initially unaware that he was doing so.
He sighed heavily, his large jackal-like ears facing forward, standing straight as an arrow as he listening to the soft sounds surrounding him. It was how he preferred it. Cacophony and crowds made Percival quite irritable, so to be free from both was a blessing, and one of which he was graciously going to take full advantage of.
He enjoyed the time alone, using the moment to reflect on the events of his day. He'd start off with the last 24 hours, then move onto perhaps the entire week leading up to then, before going to the month, year, until he didn't want to think back any further.
When he went through this ritual, he always made it back to one particular event, before his mind refused to tread deeper.
But for now, Percival Teach was thinking of the here and now, the few hours leading up to the current moments where he sat, grey eyes staring up at the sky, clouded over in a trance.
Today, April 26, 2012...
Percival remembered only seconds before arriving into this semi-secluded area, not consciously intending to end up alone, but even he himself knew the distancing from the rest of society was, deep down, his doing; it was second nature of him to isolate himself, it seemed, even if he was initially unaware that he was doing so.
He sighed heavily, his large jackal-like ears facing forward, standing straight as an arrow as he listening to the soft sounds surrounding him. It was how he preferred it. Cacophony and crowds made Percival quite irritable, so to be free from both was a blessing, and one of which he was graciously going to take full advantage of.