“…”
They sit together now upon the bench and he lowers his arm once he did. The silence was unbearable but during the same time it’s something he’s welcomed. Now that he’s here what should he do now? Since he couldn’t speak at all communication was highly limited. Instead, the Fool’s hands slip inside of his pockets while looking up at the darkened skies and Tartarus that loomed over in the distance.
Perhaps he was the only one able to see it since it was connected to him in his past, so he’ll brush that concern away for later. Though the bus was late and the placement of human beings were solely missing from this picture, Hypnos nods. It had been unnatural for this place to less crowded or simply empty. In fact it almost seems like a supernatural force was halting the progression … -
Could that mean him being there happened to be causing all of this? After all, he had to be dead in this timeline. Yet, how come that irked him so badly?
“…” Pulling out his mp3 player, he gestures ahead to a lone bus ahead that seemed to be coming rather late. Or was he seeing things? Hearing things? Should he believe in anything his two eyes saw?
Or did this one see it as well?
The boy waited for what it felt like an eternity for an answer, but it didn’t came, as the silence once again fell upon both young boys. It seemed that his attempt to make the other speak has failed. To be honest, he didn’t expect anything too grand, just a greeting, not even that, just a simple reaction, but no, he other just sat there in silence, it was deeply uncomfortable.
He then notices a weirdly empty bus coming to the station, it didn’t seemed like the regular one, for starters, it was quite difficult to discern the driver’s appearance, his face seemed so blurry, almost like a mosaic censor.
The bus finally stopped in front of both the fools, as the door slowly opened, apparently waiting for them to hop in, the highschooler simply stares at the blue-haired boy.
“Think it will take us somewhere?”