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RebelofHonor
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 29, 2013
Cyrus gave a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. Here he was, twenty and the legal guardian of his little sister. Now don't get Cyrus wrong, he loved his sister more than any other person in the world and would have been ecstatic to have her with him under any other circumstance. The death of their parents though.... that was something he'd never wanted to happen. What had made all of this even worse was the fact that Cyrus was forced to leave before his sister in order to make sure all the paperwork went through to legally make the girl his charge, and it'd been hell being apart for the few days it'd been.
Mom, Dad.... Please watch after us okay? Just help me look after my sister the way I'm supposed to
With that the young man climbed out of his car and walked into the train station. His looks probably drew a bit more than a few eyes on the way. Six feet tall, messy brown hair with a bit of stubble on his chin, and his casual choice of clothing in a hoodie and sneakers. There were tired dark circles under his eyes as well, glasses hanging over the so called entrances to the soul, showing he hadn't slept well since the incident that claimed their parents.
Finding the platform that would house the train his sisters were coming in on Cyrus leaned up against a nearby pillar. Rolling up his sleeve to check his watch it showed that the train should be coming in any moment now. Taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose he let out a sigh... He really didn't want to have to wait any longer to see his baby sister, they'd already been apart for too long.
I really hope the train doesn't take too long, it's almost the dead of winter and way too damn cold to stand out here for a while
Mom, Dad.... Please watch after us okay? Just help me look after my sister the way I'm supposed to
With that the young man climbed out of his car and walked into the train station. His looks probably drew a bit more than a few eyes on the way. Six feet tall, messy brown hair with a bit of stubble on his chin, and his casual choice of clothing in a hoodie and sneakers. There were tired dark circles under his eyes as well, glasses hanging over the so called entrances to the soul, showing he hadn't slept well since the incident that claimed their parents.
Finding the platform that would house the train his sisters were coming in on Cyrus leaned up against a nearby pillar. Rolling up his sleeve to check his watch it showed that the train should be coming in any moment now. Taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose he let out a sigh... He really didn't want to have to wait any longer to see his baby sister, they'd already been apart for too long.
I really hope the train doesn't take too long, it's almost the dead of winter and way too damn cold to stand out here for a while