Left my heart in rocky hill [p, Michael]

[michael t.]

Of the two of them, it was pretty obvious that Michael was the more private male. Most of the time that was out of necessity, since if a fugitive went around babbling his entire life story to people, he'd be canned pretty damn quick. However, it was also just something that had developed as part of Michael's personality over the years, needing to keep his feelings hidden away and locked up tight. He had, however, opened up briefly with Caustic. It had mostly been because of the alcohol that they had shared, but it had also been because of the fact that he felt comfortable around Caustic. They were both by no means good people, and were both also in very complicated relationships. It had seemed like venting to each other worked great... until it hadn't, and Caustic had snapped up his drink and left. Michael hadn't thought much about that incident since it had happened, but now, with Octane in his home questioning him... he was having a vague sense of deja vu. He only hoped that this wouldn't end the same way, with Octane storming angrily out – although Octane seemed more the type to attack him, rather than storming away.

The bobcat had been sitting awkwardly as he waited for Octane to make conversation, his eyes gaining the sort of glazed over look to them that came whenever he got too much in his own head. He had been pondering all of the different subjects this could've been about, when suddenly his concentration was broken by Octane finally speaking. The cheetah's words came out in a spill, and Michael felt confusion fill him, his head tilting to one side. His gaze narrowed before he spoke, trying not to panic too much – surely the secret Octane was speaking about was innocent, "What... what secret are you talkin' about, Octane? You're gonna have to be more specific, since it's pretty damn late." He tried to play it casual, not wanting to freak out and make Octane suspicious when he didn't have to. Nobody here really knew about his past, and certainly nobody knew about the Moth thing... it was really nothing to worry about. It had to be, or Michael would need to start thinking of ways to hide a body in the Typhoon.

[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]