In that funny lookin' car with the little blinkin’ lights
05-30-2018, 08:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-30-2018, 08:57 PM by Elias.)
She had a way of speaking that brought an immediate smirk to his face as his ruby eyes watched her. She held a familiar look to her, though he didn't put much thought in it at first.. he couldn't, he was half frozen. A chuckle left him when she called him ballsy, and again when she offered to aid in warming him up in exchange for his name. It was an easy trade, yet still, the stubborn man had to think about it for a minute. Finally, he smiled as he decided to comply.
The second scent that came through distracted him well enough, it was a diluted scent of his family.. the scent of the Wreckage family. This was another one of his own, and he became much different. His already tensed muscles seemingly turned to stone beneath his wet pelt as he looked her over, this time.. taking attention to detail. She was a desaturated copy of his brother, mixed with a bit of marking features from their mother.. she was beautiful, and quite undeniably Praetor. He was thrown off by her height, but her mother was a small woman, it was no surprise.
He exhaled without realizing, a sense of relief coming over for him for having the opportunity to see her living and breathing. It was an odd feeling, a proud feeling.. and through the kindness of her mother's forgiveness, he finally had an opportunity to enjoy such a feeling without the haunting guilt overwhelming it. He was still guilty, but.. he was beginning to forgive himself. He had worked hard to accomplish who he was since then.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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