Pinky swears don't work no more
11-07-2016, 05:33 PM
Olive green eyes flashed, scanning over Greed's facial expression as the boy examined him, obviously noticing the wounds and blood with ease. What would his brother think of him? Ebony-rimmed ears flicked forward as Greed asked him where he'd been. He licked his lips nervously. Had he really been disappeared so long that even Greed had noticed his absence? Perhaps it had been longer than he thought. And it seemed that his brother would also notice his nervousness, so he cleared his throat and forced himself to stand up straight. He didn't want to let his anxiety control him so much; besides, he had nothing to really be ashamed of, right? The fight that had happened was meant to be. Vadim had launched the first attack, and Ramsay had fought back, and in some sick way he had enjoyed the bloodshed and the feeling of victory. Winning that challenge had stroked his ego and made him feel proud, but at an expense he hadn't anticipated.
His gaze followed Greed as the boy stalked around him, examining him closer. "Oh, I've been around," Ramsay forced himself to sound casual, tail flicking, "Just been spending time alone, lately." As his brother came back to his front to question him again, Ramsay grinned toothily at his brother's words, although his ears pinned back and his eyes closed briefly. It was such an odd mixture, feelings of pride and strength, mixed with grief and remorse. "Yea, I got in a fight, and I won, too," he finally said, his eyes flicking open to meet his brother's icy blue gaze, "Vadim challenged me, so I took him down a peg." He watched Greed's face, suddenly very curious to see how his brother would react to this news. Would he be intrigued? Ramsay wasn't going to admit that he felt bad about it; in fact, it felt kinda good to boast about it, removing some of the shame he felt beneath it all.
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