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[saturniapavonia]

 Ah, Roman Godfrey. He strolls with a lazy directionless pace and is unafraid to stare as much as he gets his own looks. What is with people? Finding a seat he reaches into his blazer for a cigarette and a lighter. Nexus doesn't have any rules about juveniles right? 

"So is this the part where I ask something philosophical or just start giving advice out of my ass?" His expression stays neutral until his mouth tilts in a slow smirk.

"Fine. I'll shoot. What do you do when you feel like you're meant to do something important but have no clue what it is?"

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[mybadhabit]

Sonic might've had chances. Hell, he might've had the best damn role models in the village. But no one really bothered with him, not when his twin was so much better at everything. Never mind that Sonic was the gifted one. Never mind that he excelled without really trying. Now there's nothing lift but bitterness, resentment, and a driving need to prove himself to anyone who'll pay attention.

The darkness never really goes away. You just either learn to live with it, or you don't live.

Since Roman was so kind as to applaud his little display, Sonic thanks him with a bow, then arches his eyebrows with an amused smirk as Roman steps closer. Was that supposed to be intimidating? Perhaps flirtation? Whatever it is, it's cute, and Sonic chuckles quietly to himself, his hands resting on his hips.

"Depends on the monster." It's the most unhelpful answer, but it's also the most accurate. "They're also known as Mysterious Beings, since no one can really quite figure out where they come from, or why. But I've seen everything from Kaiju to anthropomorphic fish with hearts where the nipples would be on a mammal to deranged, super-powered accountants. Sometimes there's cyborgs, sometimes there's aliens. If you can imagine it, it's probably attacked some city somewhere."

[saturniapavonia]

Surely someone was trying to look after him and his sibling? Surely. Then again they seem to think that children's minds and hearts are made out of rubber, that they bounce back easily. They never think until it's too late. Already there's an active mind and personality. It will take a lot of work to change it now.

Roman wants to live. He's afraid of dying. It's a smart fear, a more real danger that could befall him.

The step forward was only meant as here he stands. This guy, whatever his name is can come up out of the blue and drop from trees but Roman's okay. He's cool. It's his way of saying unimpressive without saying a thing.

"Tons of monsters? Chupacabra? ....Werewolf?" Fish people with nipple hearts are something that is hard to shake now that he's pictured it. Really hard to shake. Ew. "What gives? Why is your home so gross?"

[mybadhabit]

Being taken care of is hardly the same as being nurtured. Sure, he all his basic needs were met, but he was starved for praise and acknowledgement. The thing about having siblings is that one of them is the favored child, and his family, it wasn't him. He spent years being compared to his brother and found lacking. Even worse was the way his brother talked down to him and bossed him around, all because he was "older."

It's too bad Sonic is just as equally unimpressed by Roman, the gesture might've meant something otherwise. But Sonic doesn't back down, and he doesn't flinch, just stands there with his hips cocked and a smirk on his face.

"Never heard of a chupathingy before. I don't think werewolves are real. Wolfmen, yeah, seen a couple of those, but not werewolves." Whatever Roman is picturing, it's probably not nearly as weird as it actually was. "Fuck if I know. I just live there, I didn't come up with the idea."