.Solitude.
Toki grabbed his ipod and stormed outside angrily. Usually he was able to let Skwisgaar's cruel comments slide off him. Who the fuck cared about what Skwisgaar thought? Toki knew the Swede's insults weren't true, but sometimes they really did get to be too much for him.
"My lord?"
Toki turned to the Employee who'd run after him and waited for an explanation.
"Master Ofdensen insists that you wear these if you're going to be out in the cold."
"Okay. T'anks you." Toki begrudgingly took the jacket and buttoned it up. He wrapped the scarf around his neck and sighed. At least somebody cared a little bit.
He slipped his headphones on and pressed play. The music he wanted to listen to wasn't really metal at all, but it did make him feel good. A lot of the tunes were rather upbeat, a lot of them really sort of sad sounding. He liked the lyrics too. There were snipers, raping and killing, severing limbs off of torsos, destroying worlds, and it was all one, big, intricate story. That seemed pretty darn brutal to Toki no matter how he sliced it.
There were a few guitar solos he liked to play from it too, but only when he was by himself. It was also fun to sing along with sometimes, but again, only when he was absolutely sure he was alone.
Toki wandered over to the swing set he'd insisted they have installed. He sat down on one of the swings, using it to its full potential, and he began to hum along to his music.
Just for fun: 10 Points to whoever guesses what Toki's listening to! : P