第二十八錯覚; 「voice」

[beanstalk]

「FILTERED TO BLACK ORDER」

Tyki Mikk is gone. There are no longer any Noah here.

「/filter」

[While he thinks he's cut the feed with that short and sweet announcement, he lets out a tired breath. As if he hasn't been sleeping too well. It isn't even a minute later before he realizes that he only ended the filter, and not the actual feed.]

Goddamm— [There it goes.]

His Butler, Awake -- Sebastian Michaelis [video]

[hisbutler_bound]

[The fun thing about never sleeping is when everyone else is tucked cozily into their beds, he's either stalking, mapping, or filling in things for his own curiousity such a visiting places he usually doesn't. Except for nights like tonight when he's suddenly awake but 'aware' of what is going on. Experiencing someone elses death and suffering isn't horrible to him, but quite the opposite. It's refreshing feeling, seeing, and loving that pain and suffering. It's what makes him grip the communicator hard enough for it to turn on.

He was on the roof, just watching diligently for any signs of someone important arriving as he had of the small boy like and master nature, when he fell into another half sense of awareness. His feet drag a bit closer towards the edge of the building , compelled somewhat to be closer towards it so he can fully watch what 'he' felt like doing]

If you're that compelled to jump, then just do it.