11-15-2019, 05:58 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Despite any fear or defensiveness he may have felt as a result of her aggression- the way his ears flattened back could mean many different things- Roman's explanation was calm. He'd found new people, as she'd suspected... and ones that knew of his background, at that? Odd. Not completely unbelievable, as she'd heard stranger tales before, but still odd.
Before she could think about it too hard, however, Roman's next words caught her attention. He'd wanted to protect them- from himself, she was assuming, given that he hadn't mentioned an external threat. Then he claimed that he'd lost control of his body, essentially confirming that assumption.
That was... actually believable. She thought, for a few moments, of Zaniel's teal eyes where Bastille's had been baby blue, Genevieve's crimson eyes where Margaery's had been a soft gray... a single green eye set in blond-streaked fur. Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes and shook her head. If she went down memory lane now, she might never make it back. She had come to the necessary conclusion, which was that Roman's claim of not being in control was in the realm of possibility.
If this new group really did exist, then the odds were good that the Pitt would consider Roman a traitor, and he would never be allowed back- therefore, even if Roman had wanted to go back on his word, he couldn't. Furthermore, if they really did know of Roman's past, and whatever it was he was fighting, they might be able to keep him under control. That was, of course, assuming that they weren't a sleeper cell for the Pitt themselves, but she could investigate that herself.
Even if they posed no risk, it wouldn't hurt to pay them a diplomatic visit.
Opening her eyes, Rin sheathed her claws. Roman had enough evidence and reasoning on his side that hearing him out was the best option... but she still had to be careful. Reasonable as his explanation was, the most convincing, most devious liars knew how to sound logical. She would need to investigate further, and even if everything he said was true, Elysium would still need to watch their backs. Whether or not she would ever personally forgive him for what he did remained to be seen.
"I see," she said, meeting his eyes with a wary gaze. Furrowing her brows, she continued, "Tell me about this group you're with, if you don't mind." If he did mind, it was no skin off her back- she'd probably stumble across them on her travels anyway.
/even ish-er post
Before she could think about it too hard, however, Roman's next words caught her attention. He'd wanted to protect them- from himself, she was assuming, given that he hadn't mentioned an external threat. Then he claimed that he'd lost control of his body, essentially confirming that assumption.
That was... actually believable. She thought, for a few moments, of Zaniel's teal eyes where Bastille's had been baby blue, Genevieve's crimson eyes where Margaery's had been a soft gray... a single green eye set in blond-streaked fur. Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes and shook her head. If she went down memory lane now, she might never make it back. She had come to the necessary conclusion, which was that Roman's claim of not being in control was in the realm of possibility.
If this new group really did exist, then the odds were good that the Pitt would consider Roman a traitor, and he would never be allowed back- therefore, even if Roman had wanted to go back on his word, he couldn't. Furthermore, if they really did know of Roman's past, and whatever it was he was fighting, they might be able to keep him under control. That was, of course, assuming that they weren't a sleeper cell for the Pitt themselves, but she could investigate that herself.
Even if they posed no risk, it wouldn't hurt to pay them a diplomatic visit.
Opening her eyes, Rin sheathed her claws. Roman had enough evidence and reasoning on his side that hearing him out was the best option... but she still had to be careful. Reasonable as his explanation was, the most convincing, most devious liars knew how to sound logical. She would need to investigate further, and even if everything he said was true, Elysium would still need to watch their backs. Whether or not she would ever personally forgive him for what he did remained to be seen.
"I see," she said, meeting his eyes with a wary gaze. Furrowing her brows, she continued, "Tell me about this group you're with, if you don't mind." If he did mind, it was no skin off her back- she'd probably stumble across them on her travels anyway.
/even ish-er post
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