Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.115.13-20150906104828/@comment-3991308-20151008093856

Icarus patted Velvet on her head. The cat was cute and approaching him, and he wasn't terribly sure what else to do with CC's pet.

"My dad... well, he used to be a musician. Played in a symphony orchestra and all that jazz. Pun not intended. Now, all he does is drink. He drinks to forget, well, my existence, I suppose, and instead of playing music, he just lives off my granddad's inheritance money." Icarus sighed, avoiding CC's eyes.

"That's my biological father, of course. I get his fairytale role from him, and his face, too unfortunately. My actual father? He's just an ordinary lawyer, who doesn't really understand this destiny stuff, but at least he understands how to be a dad."

At this point, Icarus was glad that Avian waltzed off thinking of Swan Maidens. It was weird – referring to his uncle as a dad. But it felt right.

"Sorry," he said, looking a little sheepish. "I got a tad carried away. Didn't intend to drag you on a feels trip."