Post by Niso Konto on Dec 27, 2019 9:42:53 GMT -4
Niso was a little dissapointed to see Kaz go but idly gave a shrug as he tried to offer apologies for having to run before Niso turned his eyes back forward to Kouta. At least he could be a little more blunt now. The place was full of weebs talking about the latest episodes of their shows so it wasn't like they'd be overheard, and even if they were, no one was about to care about anything coming out of their mouths or the like. Niso sighed deeply through his nose however as Kouta seemed to pin his memory loss on the excuse he'd made while Kaz was here.
"Well more specifically I was used as a punching bag by every adult and every second kid at that damn orphanage so maybe THATS why i have brain damage. I swear, genuinely, I have little to no memory of that place beyond pain. I dunno when it happened but...I entered some sort of fugue state. My memory is a hog of white haze and misery and the odd few faces that made an impression on me. 16 years of my life ripped from me as if they never existed solely because of the damage done to my physical self...I will ensure every last one of them-"
He literally bit his tongue, hissing and slamming a fist lightly on the table. "No...no! Focus focus focus...!" He took a slow breath and tried to make sure he stayed a little more on track now.
He'd listen to Kouta give all the details he could remember too. Pink hair, striking eyes... but that was it. Every other detail Niso had been filling out with facts of Luzia. With a harsh kick he knocked the leg of the table between them before dropping his forehead to the table and grasping at his hair.
"Sorry! Sorry sorry sorry I-" He lifted his head up with a manic little laugh. "The one option I had and you didn't even pan out! I risked so much coming here and you're not even useful too me isn't that a RIOT!?" He took another harsh, angry breath through his nostrils, slapping the back of his head repeatedly in rapid succession before he seemed to snap out of the brief breaking point he'd met and taking another deeper breath.
"Okay so...I... I can't remember her. I know one think. A girl with Pink hair and brilliant pinky red eyes is... the reason i snapped back to reality. I fully believe if she didn't exist I would have been in that miserable, memory-less fugue state for my entire life even to this day, and with my... current muse gone with the wind, I need to find her. You've seen me heal right? I've been trying to do that with my brain, and while pathetic WORMS like you-" He bit his tongue again and shook with a breath. "... whiile other orphans like you... have come to mind, I can't remember her... the only one that matters...!"
"Well more specifically I was used as a punching bag by every adult and every second kid at that damn orphanage so maybe THATS why i have brain damage. I swear, genuinely, I have little to no memory of that place beyond pain. I dunno when it happened but...I entered some sort of fugue state. My memory is a hog of white haze and misery and the odd few faces that made an impression on me. 16 years of my life ripped from me as if they never existed solely because of the damage done to my physical self...I will ensure every last one of them-"
He literally bit his tongue, hissing and slamming a fist lightly on the table. "No...no! Focus focus focus...!" He took a slow breath and tried to make sure he stayed a little more on track now.
He'd listen to Kouta give all the details he could remember too. Pink hair, striking eyes... but that was it. Every other detail Niso had been filling out with facts of Luzia. With a harsh kick he knocked the leg of the table between them before dropping his forehead to the table and grasping at his hair.
"Sorry! Sorry sorry sorry I-" He lifted his head up with a manic little laugh. "The one option I had and you didn't even pan out! I risked so much coming here and you're not even useful too me isn't that a RIOT!?" He took another harsh, angry breath through his nostrils, slapping the back of his head repeatedly in rapid succession before he seemed to snap out of the brief breaking point he'd met and taking another deeper breath.
"Okay so...I... I can't remember her. I know one think. A girl with Pink hair and brilliant pinky red eyes is... the reason i snapped back to reality. I fully believe if she didn't exist I would have been in that miserable, memory-less fugue state for my entire life even to this day, and with my... current muse gone with the wind, I need to find her. You've seen me heal right? I've been trying to do that with my brain, and while pathetic WORMS like you-" He bit his tongue again and shook with a breath. "... whiile other orphans like you... have come to mind, I can't remember her... the only one that matters...!"
