05-21-2020, 10:38 PM
At very mention of that name, the general's previously stiff jaw fell ajar. Ophelia. It burnt like a searing iron, and lingered like a pungent stench. The shadowy femme, once the subject of his adoration and affection, now acted as a symbol of heartache, and to hear her named spoken by someone else for the first time in more than half a year, it left him utterly blindsided. Without forewarning, breathing became a trivial pursuit, and his legs went wobbly. Leroy was completely taken aback, and the initial shock he felt proved to be overwhelming.
The unanticipated surprise wasn't all bad. For instance, it allowed the male to process the information at hand without succumbing to the emotional bewilderment which any stable individual would feel at the news of them being a parent. At first, the hound fell to denial. How could he be a father? Many, many nights had been spent with Ophelia, though he couldn't recall an instance where he had- oh, right, there was that one time with the roast pheasant. Wait, she got pregnant from that? And then she ran off while bearing his kids?
Bitch move. And Ophelia wasn't a bitch, as far as he recalled.
The leader chooses to answer Aurum, first. "Yeah, I know an Ophelia," he answered, head swung over his shoulder so he could see the Proxy eye-to-eye, "well, I knew an Ophelia. Kinda loved her, but she sorta ran out..."
Amber oculars fixate on his apparent son (what the fuck) once again, as Leroy coughs hesitantly before speaking. "I'm your... your dad. That's fuckin' weird." Ryder looked like him, that'd been touched on before, but now with the illusion of Ophelia in his mind, his kid's resemblance to her was uncanny as hell. "So, ya came for your pops in Tanglewood, eh," he continued, blood flowing back into his noggin, "well, fuck. I guess you and me need to have a talk to catch up on each other, don't we?"
The unanticipated surprise wasn't all bad. For instance, it allowed the male to process the information at hand without succumbing to the emotional bewilderment which any stable individual would feel at the news of them being a parent. At first, the hound fell to denial. How could he be a father? Many, many nights had been spent with Ophelia, though he couldn't recall an instance where he had- oh, right, there was that one time with the roast pheasant. Wait, she got pregnant from that? And then she ran off while bearing his kids?
Bitch move. And Ophelia wasn't a bitch, as far as he recalled.
The leader chooses to answer Aurum, first. "Yeah, I know an Ophelia," he answered, head swung over his shoulder so he could see the Proxy eye-to-eye, "well, I knew an Ophelia. Kinda loved her, but she sorta ran out..."
Amber oculars fixate on his apparent son (what the fuck) once again, as Leroy coughs hesitantly before speaking. "I'm your... your dad. That's fuckin' weird." Ryder looked like him, that'd been touched on before, but now with the illusion of Ophelia in his mind, his kid's resemblance to her was uncanny as hell. "So, ya came for your pops in Tanglewood, eh," he continued, blood flowing back into his noggin, "well, fuck. I guess you and me need to have a talk to catch up on each other, don't we?"