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Post by Isaac Monroe on Mar 13, 2016 15:58:29 GMT -6
Isaac wasn't one to judge. Couldn't be. Not when it came to someone dealing with their demons or their reluctance to divulge them to near strangers. He'd been carrying his own load of baggage throughout the years and he'd be damned if he'd simply open all that up at random himself. "I think it's safe to say 'crazy' is a matter of perspective." He replied with a soft chuckle. "There's a lot of people out there that would say the same about me." Although he wasn't, quite, ready to get into the contents of his personal records for the Academy, which he figured was probably six inches thick by now.
It took just a few seconds for Isaac to give a curt nod and abruptly push himself up to his feet. Sitting around and dwelling on the past, present or even future wasn't his style either. He'd spent far too long doing just that. He refused to hold onto the anger and hatred that had permeated and ruined so many years of his life. "Come on." He said a thin smirk touching his lips as he glanced down to Layla. He reached his hand out to her, meeting her hopeful gaze with a faintly mischievous one of his own. "Let's go see what trouble we can get into."
It took just a few seconds for Isaac to give a curt nod and abruptly push himself up to his feet. Sitting around and dwelling on the past, present or even future wasn't his style either. He'd spent far too long doing just that. He refused to hold onto the anger and hatred that had permeated and ruined so many years of his life. "Come on." He said a thin smirk touching his lips as he glanced down to Layla. He reached his hand out to her, meeting her hopeful gaze with a faintly mischievous one of his own. "Let's go see what trouble we can get into."
