10-07-2018, 12:00 PM
Leilan
a dragon who couldn't be hurt on the outside
could have so many ragged holes inside
could have so many ragged holes inside
There’s something definitely amiss, and his grin falters as soon as he catches up with her. His mother had never really encouraged his type of homour perhaps, but certainly there was always something about her body language betraying to him that she did not actually mind it either. Today, however, all he gets is a rather meek smile, and he narrows her eyes at her when she says her boy-girl-ratio was pretty okay. Well for an Amazon she surely lived up to her own standards, he would think. He shrugs. If that’s what she likes to think, he supposes he can live with it.
However, his father is not following, and she confirms it by saying that she hasn’t seem him in months. Leilan frowns a little, thinking she means the months since conception, but when she continues, he can only stare in disbelief. ”What?” That can’t be right. Brennen wouldn’t betray Scorch’s trust by...
Oh. Other way around, perhaps. Awesome. Just when he himself was being pulled back on the normal and straight path, she’d decided to be a bad example. With one difference... he’s never actually cheated. But then if dad was gone, she might not hsve considered it that... ugh. What a mess. Wait, Brennen never said anything. Nothing even remotely along the lines of oh hey man, I met with your mother lately and knocked her up - in fact Brennen had never told him his mother had been in Ischia, even for a day. How strange, all this.
And in confusion, he finally moves - backwards. Hasn’t noticed how his eyes changed colour throughout all of this, now settling back on the base ice blue, though perhaps a little whiter than what is normal. Does he really want to know exactly how much he turns out to look like his mother? Or his mother like him?
A frown. A stare. A weird tone to his voice, as he remembers what she’d said about his twin sister all those years ago. ”So... she’s not one of us.”
However, his father is not following, and she confirms it by saying that she hasn’t seem him in months. Leilan frowns a little, thinking she means the months since conception, but when she continues, he can only stare in disbelief. ”What?” That can’t be right. Brennen wouldn’t betray Scorch’s trust by...
Oh. Other way around, perhaps. Awesome. Just when he himself was being pulled back on the normal and straight path, she’d decided to be a bad example. With one difference... he’s never actually cheated. But then if dad was gone, she might not hsve considered it that... ugh. What a mess. Wait, Brennen never said anything. Nothing even remotely along the lines of oh hey man, I met with your mother lately and knocked her up - in fact Brennen had never told him his mother had been in Ischia, even for a day. How strange, all this.
And in confusion, he finally moves - backwards. Hasn’t noticed how his eyes changed colour throughout all of this, now settling back on the base ice blue, though perhaps a little whiter than what is normal. Does he really want to know exactly how much he turns out to look like his mother? Or his mother like him?
A frown. A stare. A weird tone to his voice, as he remembers what she’d said about his twin sister all those years ago. ”So... she’s not one of us.”
@[Scorch] ah, whoops, sorry for the feels
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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