Where Can I Go From Here?
05-01-2014, 09:35 PM
His words it seemed unleashed the damn, as he watched the boy and the spark of understanding in Day?s eyes that came with the flood of memories. He waited, allowing the boy to collect himself and to understand what was going on within his own head. His waiting stilled the pacing of his steps, the prowling weary tones that came within his violet eyes. He had stilled, and waited and watched Day, trying to get a sense of the emotions that came with the recollection. He seemed aggravated, but perhaps not afraid. Cru didn?t get the sense that there was a danger prowling the night beyond, a danger he would have need to eliminate for the safety of his friend. When the eyes of the boy would touch the shines of Cru?s, he knew the other was ready. He took a few steps before Day, showing the boy he was attentive, ready to listen. Eyebrows would raise in response to the stories told, but other than this little movement he was still, waiting for Day to finish his bizarre tale. Misha? Day had described her as sweet and small, not crazed and unpredictable. The part about his father? he was certain it was more symbolic and memory then reality, and it was not... well, the Cru would simply remove the danger, and his father would stalk the life of Day never again. He would let out a soft sigh as Day completed his telling. He would move forward, placing himself beside Day, so they lay side by side. His attention was still on the other boy, and finally he would speak. ?Is there any chance your girl is pregnant?? that could be a bombshell to drop on poor Day, and his voice would gentle some more. ?And I think you should stay here, sounds like either way it was a shock, the morning will be soon enough to hear Misha?s side of this? he murmured soothingly. |
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