Tokaji
Tokaji nodded at Crosshair's words, grinning slightly in amusement. "Sounds like you're trying to catch a little mouse. The damn thing just keeps slipping through your fingers. You can grab a mouse by the tail, but it's so sensitive; might as well just hurt the things anyways. Huh?" the boy muttered the comment before cracking his knuckles. "Life is just a little mouse." Tokaji mused on the statement, he always felt life to be unfair. Maybe it was just fragile though, and easy to injure.
For some reason, the hero seemed much less arrogant now. Up close, a hero and a villain didn't seem to different when they just had a conversation. Though when Crosshair asked his questions, Tokaji's expression dropped. "Don't pretend like you care about my name or who I am." Tokaji growled before rolling his shoulders back, "Though I suppose a deal is a deal." the male muttered bitterly through his clenched fist.
"Tokaji Sato , no use looking up the name or nothing though. My parents practically never existed, not for me or anyone else. And I haven't been in any records since birth," The boy the thought about the second question for a few moments. "I don't know." Eventually, Tokaji gave his response. It was weak ad vague, but honest as it would get. "Guess it just really pisses me off, ya know? How everyone loves you, trusts you. Everyone looks up to you because of some stupid label. They don't even know a damn thing about any of you, they don't know how much work regular people put into living." Tokaji looked up at the rooftops, distracting himself form the topic. "Guess it just pisses me off how people think they owe you something, you don't deserve a damn thing more than anyone else." the petty reasoning went down deeper than any words could describe, but Tokaji wasn't ready to try to describe it much more than that.
Tokaji nodded at Crosshair's words, grinning slightly in amusement. "Sounds like you're trying to catch a little mouse. The damn thing just keeps slipping through your fingers. You can grab a mouse by the tail, but it's so sensitive; might as well just hurt the things anyways. Huh?" the boy muttered the comment before cracking his knuckles. "Life is just a little mouse." Tokaji mused on the statement, he always felt life to be unfair. Maybe it was just fragile though, and easy to injure.
For some reason, the hero seemed much less arrogant now. Up close, a hero and a villain didn't seem to different when they just had a conversation. Though when Crosshair asked his questions, Tokaji's expression dropped. "Don't pretend like you care about my name or who I am." Tokaji growled before rolling his shoulders back, "Though I suppose a deal is a deal." the male muttered bitterly through his clenched fist.
"Tokaji Sato , no use looking up the name or nothing though. My parents practically never existed, not for me or anyone else. And I haven't been in any records since birth," The boy the thought about the second question for a few moments. "I don't know." Eventually, Tokaji gave his response. It was weak ad vague, but honest as it would get. "Guess it just really pisses me off, ya know? How everyone loves you, trusts you. Everyone looks up to you because of some stupid label. They don't even know a damn thing about any of you, they don't know how much work regular people put into living." Tokaji looked up at the rooftops, distracting himself form the topic. "Guess it just pisses me off how people think they owe you something, you don't deserve a damn thing more than anyone else." the petty reasoning went down deeper than any words could describe, but Tokaji wasn't ready to try to describe it much more than that.
