New Hobby

For the remainder of that day, Cirrus allowed himself to brood and let his heart bleed quietly. He allowed his thoughts to wander, getting only darker the longer time passed. In constant search of an answer, of a reason, of something to blame... In search of something to help him up once more.

Whatever he was looking for, however, was to come from inside of him. He blocked out the pack link and kept to himself, staying inside the room... and allowing the great Commander of Death Platoon to break down. He stood at a crossroads, without a purpose and with no goal to look forward to.

An existential crisis...

What he wouldn't let himself do at all costs... was suicide. It didn't matter how low he went, that was the one thing he was sure of. 'I'm not giving up... never...'

The images before Katie began to speed up and bits of information about events were filtered into her mind, explaining the events that followed the prince's heartbreak.