Capybara || Sinner 726

[ 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨. ]

// gregor fans i understand it now

“A duo identity, huh…” Capy’s mind races. It reminds him of something, seeing Sinclair and Don move in tandem like that. “…Wonder what sick world where I’d be paired up with someone like that.”

Capy is tending to his knife. A small towel wraps around it, catching the blood stain on it. His arms are wrapped with bandages. Bother him?

What the hell was that.

Capy’s eyes are closed. His body shivers on the bus. The bus moves fast- the outlaw’s body stoops and slums in sleep. …Disturb him?

// Change. And the lack of it. // He can’t change his nature. He can’t change his path. // He can’t fight it. // No matter what, it all leads to the same road.

I’m flippin’ a coin. Heads or tails?

For a long time, no. But for now- Yes.

There’s too many.

If I burned the whole world down, nothin’ could hurt me anymore. …What a stupid thought.

Just faintly, outside the bus, blood spills across the nearby road. Capy’s hands clutch at his chest. There’s blood. He looks awful. Bullet holes scatter his body. A trail of blood follows his footsteps. He smells like a corpse. “….Shit..” [ Help him out? ]

Hmph.