Would you take in a stray?
Erystotle
05-07-2022, 04:29 PM
She looked surprised to see him, which meant she wasn’t waiting here for him to come back. Most nights he wouldn’t have, but maybe it was fate and not really the salt that brought his paws this direction. Azzurra stammered in surprise as she greeted him, but her explanation was put on hld as he helped her up and invited her inside. Doing so was almost instinctual. Maybe he only had her for a night he would care for her in whatever state whenever she might have need of him. He might not ever be able to really pay Chimera back, but he could pay his kindness forward. To Lucian, to Azzurra. She took up his invitation, and explained softly why it was she was on his porch. Erys was certain that was only part of the story. "You don’t have to be sorry, you’re always welcome here.”
He welcomed her inside, and could see her visibly relax as she entered the threshold. She still seemed uncomfortable, and he saw the flush of her cheeks as her eyes glanced towards the bed they shared. That uncertainty opened up to her real troubles. Erys paused and interrupted his instinct to get her a drink. Just like he had the first night she was here. He stopped, turning all of his attention to her as he listened quietly.
His pale paw reached out to cover one of hers, a silent show of support and comfort. She told her brother, they’d fought more than once, and now she couldn’t live with him anymore. Azzurra was more lost now than when she sought him out, and he couldn’t help but take responsibility. He shouldn’t have slept with her, he should have been stronger than that, but the way she had looked at him that night. If it hadn’t been him, would she have found someone else? Someone more dangerous than he was?
"You.. Could take this bungalow if you want it.” He offered to her willingly, temporary or permanently. "If you need somewhere.” Erys wasn’t worried about her brother and what he would or wouldn’t do. Erys was worried about Azzurra, and what she needed to see herself through, to pick herself up, to recover from this wound.
"Erystotle Atlas"
He welcomed her inside, and could see her visibly relax as she entered the threshold. She still seemed uncomfortable, and he saw the flush of her cheeks as her eyes glanced towards the bed they shared. That uncertainty opened up to her real troubles. Erys paused and interrupted his instinct to get her a drink. Just like he had the first night she was here. He stopped, turning all of his attention to her as he listened quietly.
His pale paw reached out to cover one of hers, a silent show of support and comfort. She told her brother, they’d fought more than once, and now she couldn’t live with him anymore. Azzurra was more lost now than when she sought him out, and he couldn’t help but take responsibility. He shouldn’t have slept with her, he should have been stronger than that, but the way she had looked at him that night. If it hadn’t been him, would she have found someone else? Someone more dangerous than he was?
"You.. Could take this bungalow if you want it.” He offered to her willingly, temporary or permanently. "If you need somewhere.” Erys wasn’t worried about her brother and what he would or wouldn’t do. Erys was worried about Azzurra, and what she needed to see herself through, to pick herself up, to recover from this wound.
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