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name; Kaih Isana
gender; Male
age; 23
rank; Lead Fighter
tagged; None
ooc; So, so, so sorry for
posting late!
also sorry if I messed this
up I tried to read everyones
posts
gender; Male
age; 23
rank; Lead Fighter
tagged; None
ooc; So, so, so sorry for
posting late!
also sorry if I messed this
up I tried to read everyones
posts
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Kaih sat quietly, leaning back aimlessly in his chair not really paying attention to anything. His eyes wandered around the empty room and he grumbled, hating the fact that he was alone. Knowing his sister didn't want to spend every living second with him, he decided to go look around for someone else to bother, although most of the people he knew weren't as friendly and open as he was. He walked into the meeting room to see that moat people where there including his sister. He sat down, crossing his legs casually and listened to the conversation. He never really had an input on the conversation, and never really liked to due to his fear o being scolded for a stupid ideas which he had a lot. He puffed air into his cheeks and continued to listen, looking like a fool as he did. As people began to leave, he continued to sit, never really getting a direct order to do anything. Still bored, and his sister not paying him any attention Kaih pulled out his 'trusty' pen and began to write a few lyrics to his favorite song on his hand. His writing quickened and he ended up writing the whole song on his arm, and hummed the tune to it. Kaih knew he couldn't be scolded for it, because his 'trusty' pen was washable. He acted much like a child, but he just blamed it on never having a child hood. He pulled back down his long sleeved sweatshirt and stared at the wall, desperately wanting to do something.



