Keep on acting the fool || OPEN

Skyler sat in the middle of the training area, his hands on his crossed knees. There was pop music playing in the background (some boy band about true love or some crap like that - Skyler never believed in love, still didn't), but he ignored it. Skyler was good at blocking things out - emotions, anything from anger to happiness and everything in between, and most of his senses. Skyler slowly started to realize that he was blocking out everything that made him human. Oh well, it wasn't as if that was a good thing. Humans felt so much and did so many bad things because of them. The only things that made humans good were emotions, but the those were exactly the thing that made humans bad too. Better to be neutral instead of good and bad right? Maybe. Skyler didn't know really. He was cold and hard sure but maybe it was good that Skyler didn't feel anything.

Come to think of it, the  last time that Skyler had felt true happiness, one of the only times he could remember being happy, was when he was smoking with Kat. It was nice to have friends, Skyler realized. And anything nice he ruined so he might as well not have any. They were nice but they were damaging and emotional attachment was too. Too bad for Skyler. Finally getting sick of the music (it was awfully annoying after all, a combination of bad singing and a preppy, repetitive tune), Skyler stood up. Drawing a knife from his belt (which he had originally planned on training with, but quickly got bored), Skyler spun around, releasing the knife and extending his arm so the ipod was knocked from the boombox. ”That had it coming for it” Skyler muttered.

Skyler backed up slightly, surprised that there was another being in the training area (we can’t exactly give Skyler all the credit for this, he’s not what you would call someone who can draw conclusions). And the girl laughed? Skyler was again, surprised. Why had she laughed? It wasn’t particularly funny, was it? Skyler had no idea, his sense of humor was so warped by everything that happened. He took the knife, keeping his hand at the same position, as if he didn’t know what to do with it.

Eventually, another girl showed up, attempting to introduce herself. Skyer shrugged internally, pushing his knife back into his belt. His mouth stayed glued shut in a flat line. Finally it opened as the girl introduced herself, in a laugh. ”Why are you not dead?” Skyler asked, his laugh disappearing rather quickly. He stared at the girl as if it were a legitimate question. If Artemis kicked a huntress out, they’d be dead within seconds.

~Yeah talk about awkward omfg~