Gloves are comin' off [Kirsi]
12-30-2018, 10:35 AM
Usually a master of disguise, Kirsi didn't had the strength to keep the pain from her own features. She wore it plainly for him to see, hoping he might somehow be able to comprehend the depths of her heartache. Instead of seeming sympathetic, instead he seemed more perturbed as she spoke and struggled to explain herself, and she felt her own waning composure growing more fractured, splintering like cracking ice. "You can't believe Valk anyway, no matter what he says to you," Kiris started, only realizing she'd used his nickname when it was too late. Speaking his name still made her cringe, and she felt bile rising in the back of her throat at the thought of him. Of course, he hadn't been completely dishonest with Ignatius, but he hadn't been entirely truthful with him either... Finally she released the breath she'd been holding, in a shaky sigh. It was difficult to watch the way his eyes seemed to gloss over, and she averted her gaze temporarily, finding it hard to look at him. It was clear he was distraught, and didn't know what to think or feel. She didn't entirely blame him, not with all the information she'd thrown at him today, and it was less surprising than she wanted it to be when he said he wanted time and space away from her. Personally, that was the last thing she wanted but she wasn't willing to shatter whatever semblance of a relationship they had left by ignoring his wishes. "As you wish," was all she could manage to choke out, feeling the world swaying beneath her paws now. "If you decide to talk more... please come find me." Was there anything really left to be said? Kirsi wished she could say more, but Ignatius had asked for space and space was what she would give him. Heaving another sigh, she finally turned to leave, wondering how soon it would be until she heard from him again. -exit Kirsi- |
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