“Thank you. To answer your question… Practically all my life. Just not being too aware of it until recently…” he said, knowing common people would find this really weird. He didn’t care too much, though. He always enjoyed attention.
“I know, it can be weird. Just to let you know, if I suddenly say something rude or violent, check my eye color, surely Ezzy says it. HE’s a whole lot harsh than me…”
Ezzy wanted to kick his brother, but he couldn’t do it without hurting himself. He growled a little inside Ezayne’s mind, while the blue-haired man simply smiled for Jack.
“I-I’ll r-remember that,” Jack managed to say. He tried to turn the subject back to the painting, and picked up the makeshift sketchpad so he could begin drawing as Ezayne talked. “S-so, y-you’ll be one of the lovers in this mural. And y-your ladyfriend will be the other one, I take it? What does she look like? Do you m-maybe have a photo of her?” He could go by a description if he had to, trying out sketches until he got it right, but a photo would be much better.
Ezayne bit his bottom lip. He sure did have a photo in his cellphone, but he couldn’t share it. But… as creepy that could be, he had taken a few photos of her from the moments where he was following her over the rooftops. Maybe those could work… Or just giving names.
“Yes. I’d be Hikoboshi, the character who represents the star Altair. And the woman who would be my Orihime is….” he bit his bottom lip, taking a deep breath. “Sinner. Though some people knows her as Isabelle Meric.” God, how he hated that surname. “Do you know who is she? If you don’t… I can show you her blog. Sure we can find some photos of her there.”
Jack shook his head. “I’m afraid the names d-don’t ring a bell for me,” he said. He recalled what Ezayne had said – that this woman, Sinner, had multiple personalities as well. And not because of mental illness, it seemed, since that didn’t cause peoples’ eyes to change color (despite what certain fantasy novels would have you believe). He wanted to hear the rest of their story.
“B-but this is a big city, and I’ve been away for a few months. So, sure, could you show me her blog?”
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