Restless: Funniest are the Lonliest

It was never a good idea to leave him alone. Lerin had been restless since things were starting to get good in his life, more so than usual. So many things ran through his mind that even he wasn't too sure if it was all serious or not. The few that he had ran in to from his time in the war reappear and seemed to have changed a lot; either by some appearance or their maturity...Lerin didn't seem to have changed at all.

Well except for putting his 'old ways' on hold but it didn't count for his pranks fortunately...though that was all he was really good for, yeah?

Just for Pranks. Or another good arm to do the fighting...someone to put the blame on. He didn't give a care of any of that, at least he portrayed it because it wasn't something new to him; receiving that sort of treatment since his childhood it was just expected of him.

It was a strange feeling, this loneliness. Sure he had Vatten and Aivas and Ender and other good people who were able to see him as something other than a jerk...but they wouldn't really understand that he would still feel like they could never get to know him.

The real him. The one who had been running from hunters since he escaped the Arena. The one who had been treated as nothing more than a pet or something they could use...as a monster. He gave everyone what they wanted-and for years kept that pattern going, he thought he would never get tired of it. And he didn't, but there was no fun in it anymore; when he was younger he'd revel in how his next victim would be killed, now he'd kill because everyone was worth the same no matter how important they were.

He remembered that for the longest time he would hunt families specifically to tear them apart, figuratively and sometimes literally, because it angered him that it was something he would never experience. Think that was what bothered him the most in the restless night. Vatten and Aivas he pretty much knew and been through so much with them that they sort have became his family; they would put up with him and at one point even enjoy that fact he was there with them...so why was there that fear of telling them...

...Again it went back to what was expected of him. That if he even uttered a word it would ruin /everything/ and he'd be alone again, it was so hard finding people who weren't scared of him, he didn't want to chance it. They were better of not knowing anyway.

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So, this was a product of yesterday when I had a pretty stressing day l'D Woke up at 4am due to a nightmare and it startled me so bad that I flipped the light on and bailed out of my room-can imagine what it did for my ankle =u=

So had to call in cause even if I did go to work, the lack of sleep wouldn't have made me last the day.

I don't get tired of drawing him, but if there is an idea to draw something else I'll do it >>

Thought this would be sometime after the war, or future RP >> Don't know yet. So you can take into account whatever scenario you want. This is actually part 1 of a small video blip I want to make >u> More on that later.

Also I haven't done anything in a while so hope this makes up for it. OuO Probably will be focusing more on the animations for a while. THis is actuall from using a GifFrame program Tanis showed me X3 It really is fun.

Here is the original gif, and enjoy! encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/ima…