02-24-2023, 10:37 PM
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ROMULUS MALUS - KINGPIN - COTC
‘Brother…’
Weary eyes slowly moved over to look at his audience, but one being stood out from the rest. Byriath. The brother he had gained and the family, though not blood, he cherished. Romulus’ still gaze attempted to lock with the other’s as jaw parted open. Only moments later did they narrow, as nothing but a gust of air left his throat and a soft, silent moan to follow.
‘Brother, are you awake?’
In an effort to move or even respond, his paw twitched and turned in it’s spot, only to falter back down to it’s previous resting position. His muscles felt weak and his body out of place, yet he laid perfectly straight where Plexus had set him up. The Malus could only move slightly. He had lost too much blood and had been out for too long to get back to his old rounds. Sadly, due to that, it was clear that a long road of rehabilitation was ahead.
Instead, he let his gaze settle back down on Byriath. Once again, he tried to lock eyes with the other. Shaky, periwinkle hues started to well up with salty tears. He wanted to dearly respond, but he could not. He could only stare and pray that the other could get the message from his tearful gaze.
‘I am, brother.’
Yet, no one could hear him.
[Byriath has/had permission to read Romulus’ mind during these times.]
Weary eyes slowly moved over to look at his audience, but one being stood out from the rest. Byriath. The brother he had gained and the family, though not blood, he cherished. Romulus’ still gaze attempted to lock with the other’s as jaw parted open. Only moments later did they narrow, as nothing but a gust of air left his throat and a soft, silent moan to follow.
‘Brother, are you awake?’
In an effort to move or even respond, his paw twitched and turned in it’s spot, only to falter back down to it’s previous resting position. His muscles felt weak and his body out of place, yet he laid perfectly straight where Plexus had set him up. The Malus could only move slightly. He had lost too much blood and had been out for too long to get back to his old rounds. Sadly, due to that, it was clear that a long road of rehabilitation was ahead.
Instead, he let his gaze settle back down on Byriath. Once again, he tried to lock eyes with the other. Shaky, periwinkle hues started to well up with salty tears. He wanted to dearly respond, but he could not. He could only stare and pray that the other could get the message from his tearful gaze.
‘I am, brother.’
Yet, no one could hear him.
[Byriath has/had permission to read Romulus’ mind during these times.]
ROMULUS MALUS
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