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giorno giovanna ([personal profile] tropism) wrote in [community profile] haibanememe 2015-12-18 02:14 am (UTC)

winter

[ giorno was trying his best to control his wings, and does so with a certain impatience, a kind of frustration that comes with this strong idea that he was used to being able to work things out for himself no matter how strange or illogical it was. or - someone, or something was always with him to work things out. that emptiness has been bothering him all day, and every time he tries to use his wings it stirs that familiar emotion.

he was lost in his thoughts when the snowball hits him, and glancing at the source, he gives a wry smile. ]


You interrupted me.

I hope you're ready for a fight, then. [ he says as he calmly picks up a ball of snow, obviously getting ready to volley one right back. ]

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