Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160218071019/@comment-26571677-20160314083653

He listened with genuine interest, a life-story was always worth listening to, no matter whose it was. He was sure that Mr Castellan would have apid him the same courtesy, should he try to tell it too. Not that he would, of course, he wasn't that comfortable yet.

By the end, he was thoroughly glad that he'd spared the time to really focus, and listen in on the retelling of a life's story. The adventures were spared no detail, and he could honestly feel himself in Mr Castellan's world. It was filled with tales of love, hate, revenge, and sympathy. Every word, every sound that came out of his mouth had a whole new world to it, one Asper couldn't even start to comprehend.

His surprise at the question given to him was evident on his face, and his expression was one of questioning, completely unready for this type of a question.

But then he smiled, a sombre, grim feature that was entirely devoid of the emotion that would have been fiven with a smile.

"Sir, my family...died, a long, long time ago. Ever since Garnet, my mum, died, my Dad's been fading away, slowly, but surely. Some people don't take death as well as others. Nowadays, he's just a husk, and empty shell, a walking corpse. A zombie."

"So all I've really got now, is Zhu-Li, and my team. We won't be alone, ever, so, my victory, is their victory. So, now I know, I won't ever be alone, we will always be with those who love us, and care for us."