Lingering Storm Clouds
Trouble kids!
04-24-2021, 09:42 AM
Briar carefully made her way toward her father, flinching a little when he swore at her. She had been in trouble before, but not like this. She had never seen him this angry before, angry enough to want to hit a wall or yell at her. She tried to reason with herself, telling herself that he was stressed by everything that was going on and that even though she technically had done it for a much better reason this time she had broken the same rule twice. Even still she couldn't meet his gaze as she stood in front of him, feeling like she wanted to sink into the floor.
Before she could start trying to defend herself, Artorias emerged from behind her, making her look up with surprise. She watched her friend as he spoke, his amber gaze eventually meeting her turquoise one while he thanked her father for bringing her and spoke of how he wasn't alone any more thanks to her. Despite how afraid she was of her father's reaction, she couldn't help the little smile that pulled at her lips. Artorias had surely figured out by now that Sirius had in fact not brought her along, but she appreciated him trying to come to her aid and disrupt her father's anger. Her dad was an intimidating wolf so she knew it took a good bit of guts to do so.
When her father stomped his foot began to speak again she brought her gaze back to him, noticing how his anger had at least seemed to settle slightly. He didn't look quite as angry now, but he looked... tired. As he reminded her of how the rules were there for her safety, she nodded quietly, her gaze shifting down to the floor guiltily. She knew that she'd be in trouble from the second she left the Armada border, but she just had to come check on Artorias. She couldn't really explain why, but she had to. She would have just worried herself sick wondering if he was okay if she hadn't. She lifted her eyes to Artorias again when her father declared that she was now his responsibility as long as she was here and she gave him an apologetic look as well. She definitely hadn't meant for him to get caught up in this, but... she was kind of glad that her father had stuck them together. She didn't really want to be anywhere else anyway. At least now she could keep an eye on Art for as long as she was here.
Her father whispered something she didn't quite catch and she looked up at him once more, her gaze worried as she peered up at him. She wanted to ask how things were, ask if there was anything they could do to help, but she didn't. It wasn't her place and she didn't want to risk making her father more angry by poking her nose where it didn't belong. She tentatively took a step closer to him and reached up to tap his chin with her nose. "I'm sorry," she told him quietly, far more genuinely than any of the other times she had been in trouble. There was no big puppy eyes or being cute to try and worm her way out of a harsher punishment. She could tell this was all really hard on him, just as it was for Art, and she really hadn't meant to make this harder on him.