09-08-2020, 12:44 AM
you think you know about me
"Jaime is dead. He passed away a few days ago."
The words hit and sunk in causing the draconic boy to remain silent for the time being, his pupils widening slightly as he felt a wave of emotions crash onto him like waves during a furious storm. Trygve held his breath for the moment before glancing away from Roan, he knew full well that it should've been him to die... Jaime had people who cared deeply for him, he didn't end up butting heads with others, and he was much likable than Trygve could ever be. Now, Jaime was gone and he was still here walking on the cruel earth... Already having hit rough spots throughout the majority of his young life. And it only seemed to get worse. Their family was unfortunate... So much loss in such little time. Trygve had wanted to avoid more loss of those close to him yet he knew that word would come to him eventually, he bit the inside bit of his cheek trying to figure out how to reply.
Emotion gnawing and twisting the heart within his chest, his own pain blossoming and mingling with his sister's own agony from the loss of their own brother. His muzzle wrinkled though at this point, he refused to cry in front of all these people... His new clanmates. He was aware that showing emotion or shedding a few tears didn't signify weakness but the draconic jaguar preferred a more private setting away from judging eyes. Sadness in his eyes yet his face seemed to be scrunched up in anger, he wanted to blame someone... Yet he didn't know who... Trygve had been selfish and instead of spending Jaime's few days together, he had ran off to live on Haven Island and then eventually had ran off to the Pitt. A second home but... With everything as of late, it might as well be his first.
But those words were trapped in his throat as he parted his jaws slowly as if to speak yet nothing slipped from his lips. Jaws that usually held spitfire comments was silenced in that moment, he took a deep breath with ears flattened against his skull trying to figure out what to say. It hurt. It hurt knowing that he lost his brother to their own genetics, the fire that always burned in his chest causing him to grow concerned... Would it eat him from the inside out and eventually kill him slowly too? He hoped it did. That's what he deserved for being a shitty brother and a damned son... He was no better than the father that had left them. He gritted his teeth as he turned his head away from Roan feeling his eyes begin to sting but no tears slipped down from his eyes. That was it, wasn't it? The end of Jaime Alexander Roux? A simple soft breeze in the wind and a hushed whisper that sent him into agony.
He shut his eyes tightly finally finding his voice, it was gruff and barely breaking with droplets of emotion "I see..." There was no one to blame but himself for chosing to distance himself from another family member once again. He had distanced himself from so many after Elduin had left and Michael having done as well even if the coyote had returned. He wished for them to stay away yet... He was shoving away his older brother in the process too. What if the same fate happened to Roan? The thought made the fur on his spine prickle, he reopened his eyes slowly only to glance in the direction of the draconic Siamese that was his brother. "I'll miss him..." Was what he finally decided to say only to turn away slowly though his movements were accompanied with hesitation, a frown tugging at his lips. "Thank you for telling me... I'll be there if... There's a... funeral... In my own time,"
With heavy steps, the draconic boy would add not looking over his shoulder "Until then... hermano," Whiskers twitched and Trygve took a few more steps before spreading out his wings slowly did he take to the skies not looking back. The only thing he could feel was the pain and rage mingling with one another, manifesting in his chest.
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The words hit and sunk in causing the draconic boy to remain silent for the time being, his pupils widening slightly as he felt a wave of emotions crash onto him like waves during a furious storm. Trygve held his breath for the moment before glancing away from Roan, he knew full well that it should've been him to die... Jaime had people who cared deeply for him, he didn't end up butting heads with others, and he was much likable than Trygve could ever be. Now, Jaime was gone and he was still here walking on the cruel earth... Already having hit rough spots throughout the majority of his young life. And it only seemed to get worse. Their family was unfortunate... So much loss in such little time. Trygve had wanted to avoid more loss of those close to him yet he knew that word would come to him eventually, he bit the inside bit of his cheek trying to figure out how to reply.
Emotion gnawing and twisting the heart within his chest, his own pain blossoming and mingling with his sister's own agony from the loss of their own brother. His muzzle wrinkled though at this point, he refused to cry in front of all these people... His new clanmates. He was aware that showing emotion or shedding a few tears didn't signify weakness but the draconic jaguar preferred a more private setting away from judging eyes. Sadness in his eyes yet his face seemed to be scrunched up in anger, he wanted to blame someone... Yet he didn't know who... Trygve had been selfish and instead of spending Jaime's few days together, he had ran off to live on Haven Island and then eventually had ran off to the Pitt. A second home but... With everything as of late, it might as well be his first.
But those words were trapped in his throat as he parted his jaws slowly as if to speak yet nothing slipped from his lips. Jaws that usually held spitfire comments was silenced in that moment, he took a deep breath with ears flattened against his skull trying to figure out what to say. It hurt. It hurt knowing that he lost his brother to their own genetics, the fire that always burned in his chest causing him to grow concerned... Would it eat him from the inside out and eventually kill him slowly too? He hoped it did. That's what he deserved for being a shitty brother and a damned son... He was no better than the father that had left them. He gritted his teeth as he turned his head away from Roan feeling his eyes begin to sting but no tears slipped down from his eyes. That was it, wasn't it? The end of Jaime Alexander Roux? A simple soft breeze in the wind and a hushed whisper that sent him into agony.
He shut his eyes tightly finally finding his voice, it was gruff and barely breaking with droplets of emotion "I see..." There was no one to blame but himself for chosing to distance himself from another family member once again. He had distanced himself from so many after Elduin had left and Michael having done as well even if the coyote had returned. He wished for them to stay away yet... He was shoving away his older brother in the process too. What if the same fate happened to Roan? The thought made the fur on his spine prickle, he reopened his eyes slowly only to glance in the direction of the draconic Siamese that was his brother. "I'll miss him..." Was what he finally decided to say only to turn away slowly though his movements were accompanied with hesitation, a frown tugging at his lips. "Thank you for telling me... I'll be there if... There's a... funeral... In my own time,"
With heavy steps, the draconic boy would add not looking over his shoulder "Until then... hermano," Whiskers twitched and Trygve took a few more steps before spreading out his wings slowly did he take to the skies not looking back. The only thing he could feel was the pain and rage mingling with one another, manifesting in his chest.
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BUT YOU DON'T KNOW REALLY WHAT YOU'RE TALKING 'BOUT
YOU ACT AS IF I WAS BORN YESTERDAY, BUT WON'T YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH
YOU ACT AS IF I WAS BORN YESTERDAY, BUT WON'T YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH
— Reggan