@Crwned
"He had never pegged himself as one to be emotional, he usually just started a fight and let out his emotions in either the form of blood or sweat. He glanced in the puddle of water at his feet, smirking when he took notice of the large bruise forming on his left cheekbone. After his parents were killed he had truly become an oncoming storm, he was never not bruised. People avoided him in villages and towns (but Cal figured that was also a side effect of who his friends were) and Calios relished in the feeling. Something about seeing himself beaten and broken brought on a sort of sick satisfaction that he quickly grew addicted to. But today was different, he wasn't quite sure how or why but he could feel it in his gut. His stomach was doing flips, and his tongue felt heavy in his mouth."
