06-24-2022, 07:44 PM
I never thought I'd see the day. He rolled her eyes at that, though quite evidently in jest. As soon as the smile was wiped from his face (right around when he realized he was smiling) he noticed that it had been mirrored by Sora, who beamed a radiant light at him. Her presence was...pleasant. Yes, that was the word for it. Rarely, though, did he express much emotion for the people around him, and he was unsure if he was willing to tear his walls down yet. For now, he would just sit back and listen to her, take it all in a little.
Her question was curious. Do you ever think about just leaping into the dark and seeing where it takes you? Perhaps at another point in his life, Maximilian would have responded positively. Of course. But he didn't feel so carefree anymore, not with the way his youth was stripped from him. Was he ever youthful? He was quite young physically, though he carried himself as though he had been on this earth for decades, each heavy pawstep another troublesome year, another painful memory. "I like to keep my head on my shoulders." An ancient-sounding response from an ancient-looking man. It grew difficult for him to derive pleasure from seeking out and exploring the unknown, though he understood why others felt differently. Some people had less troubling them, less to hold them back. He simply did not feel the same. In another life, maybe he would have. This is my only one. Make use of it.
The wolf never imagined Sora to be the type to do such a thing either, so it took him aback to hear her contradict his former opinion of her. Another time? Was there truly a Sora in this lifetime that didn't commit her life to her duties? He found the concept almost sinful, a complete juxtaposition of the Sigma he knew. Of course, people changed, especially into adulthood. He didn't think of the other Enclavians' histories much at all, and personally, he didn't know if he would ever care to. It was their burden to carry, not his, so long as it caused trouble for no one else.
"Well? Where would it take you?" he mused, tilting his head slightly at his clanmate. "Don't leave me hangin' here, Sor'." Her response wouldn't matter at all to him if she did decide to indulge him with the details. He was a stubborn man, and it would be difficult to change his perception of her, even with whatever anecdote she would muster up to hold the conversation. Truthfully, it was plausible that he just wanted to hear her speak. The opportunity to understand a member of the Trias was one he couldn't pass up.
Her question was curious. Do you ever think about just leaping into the dark and seeing where it takes you? Perhaps at another point in his life, Maximilian would have responded positively. Of course. But he didn't feel so carefree anymore, not with the way his youth was stripped from him. Was he ever youthful? He was quite young physically, though he carried himself as though he had been on this earth for decades, each heavy pawstep another troublesome year, another painful memory. "I like to keep my head on my shoulders." An ancient-sounding response from an ancient-looking man. It grew difficult for him to derive pleasure from seeking out and exploring the unknown, though he understood why others felt differently. Some people had less troubling them, less to hold them back. He simply did not feel the same. In another life, maybe he would have. This is my only one. Make use of it.
The wolf never imagined Sora to be the type to do such a thing either, so it took him aback to hear her contradict his former opinion of her. Another time? Was there truly a Sora in this lifetime that didn't commit her life to her duties? He found the concept almost sinful, a complete juxtaposition of the Sigma he knew. Of course, people changed, especially into adulthood. He didn't think of the other Enclavians' histories much at all, and personally, he didn't know if he would ever care to. It was their burden to carry, not his, so long as it caused trouble for no one else.
"Well? Where would it take you?" he mused, tilting his head slightly at his clanmate. "Don't leave me hangin' here, Sor'." Her response wouldn't matter at all to him if she did decide to indulge him with the details. He was a stubborn man, and it would be difficult to change his perception of her, even with whatever anecdote she would muster up to hold the conversation. Truthfully, it was plausible that he just wanted to hear her speak. The opportunity to understand a member of the Trias was one he couldn't pass up.
[glow=#008040,2,300]where is my mind?[/glow] — ☽
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