[He liked eating, and that was becoming a major problem this month apparently. He liked fighting too, but mixing intoxication, a need for confrontation, and loneliness basically meant that he was failing at keeping his own crap in order.
His voice was slurred and mostly a half purr at all times.]
Brother... are you coming home soon? Ruin misses you.
[Also, he had no idea what day of the week it was. Or actually how long Maul had been gone. It could have been an hour, a day, a week... god, he was so out it.]
Voice; un: ...
His voice was slurred and mostly a half purr at all times.]
Brother... are you coming home soon? Ruin misses you.
[Also, he had no idea what day of the week it was. Or actually how long Maul had been gone. It could have been an hour, a day, a week... god, he was so out it.]