11-03-2020, 03:56 AM
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MICHAEL TOWNLEY
THE TYPHOON
DEALER
Gael being the first to arrive caused Michael to momentarily tense up, although not because he thought the vulpine would attack him. He knew Gael was smarter, and more reasonable than that. Instead, he was worried he was about to be sent away, only for the new ardent to settle his worries, at least for a moment. The coyote then nodded, speaking softly, "Thanks, Gael. I'll go if he wants me to." He hoped that Trygve wouldn't want that, but he knew there was a fair chance of it happening. Sure enough, when Ry did arrive, it wasn't exactly with kind words to say – not that Michael had truly been expecting them. The dealer winced, his ears flicking back against his skull before he muttered, "Yeah... yeah, it is. You're right." He knew that he had fucked up by leaving a letter – Rox had told him that about a thousand times over by now – but it wasn't as if he could go back in time. He couldn't change the past, which meant that he had to at least try and reconcile things for the future. He just really hoped that he could stop making stupid, shitty mistakes, so that he wouldn't need to keep doing this.
Briefly pawing at the sand beneath him, the dark black coyote seemed to search for words for a bit before he finally spoke in a quiet bark, "I guess... I guess I'll get the news out of the way first. My pups were born. They're all safe, and healthy... all boys, too. I hope you'll get to meet them, at some point." He then shifted, the thief immediately feeling uncomfortable talking about himself with Ry. Moving on, he quickly refocused, "More importantly, though... your mom had kids again. With Diya. They're real sweet. I'm sure she'd love to have you come see them, considering she doesn't know where you are, when you're out here. I know she misses you..." His sister didn't mention Trygve as much these days, but he knew that wasn't from a lack of caring. What exactly was she supposed to say, when her son was supposedly out on Haven Island, but missing 90% of the time? Shaking that thought from his head, he took in a nervous breath before moving on, this time to the important part, "And... I guess I came to say that I'm sorry. For everything. For trying to leave, for not going and talking to you in person, for not talking to you first in general. I just... I thought it would be easier, if I left without talking in person, since I knew all of you would try to get me to stay. Hell, the only reason I did end up staying was because your mom and Sea tracked me down, and made me come back. I thought I needed to leave, so that my pups would be able to have their entire family together in one place, but then Trevor came to live in The Typhoon, and everything just sort of... clicked. Of course... not entirely, since you're not there." He truthfully wasn't sure if he could ever make things right with Trygve, but he did have to try. And he was really sorry about what he had done, even if he was bad at expressing it.
Briefly pawing at the sand beneath him, the dark black coyote seemed to search for words for a bit before he finally spoke in a quiet bark, "I guess... I guess I'll get the news out of the way first. My pups were born. They're all safe, and healthy... all boys, too. I hope you'll get to meet them, at some point." He then shifted, the thief immediately feeling uncomfortable talking about himself with Ry. Moving on, he quickly refocused, "More importantly, though... your mom had kids again. With Diya. They're real sweet. I'm sure she'd love to have you come see them, considering she doesn't know where you are, when you're out here. I know she misses you..." His sister didn't mention Trygve as much these days, but he knew that wasn't from a lack of caring. What exactly was she supposed to say, when her son was supposedly out on Haven Island, but missing 90% of the time? Shaking that thought from his head, he took in a nervous breath before moving on, this time to the important part, "And... I guess I came to say that I'm sorry. For everything. For trying to leave, for not going and talking to you in person, for not talking to you first in general. I just... I thought it would be easier, if I left without talking in person, since I knew all of you would try to get me to stay. Hell, the only reason I did end up staying was because your mom and Sea tracked me down, and made me come back. I thought I needed to leave, so that my pups would be able to have their entire family together in one place, but then Trevor came to live in The Typhoon, and everything just sort of... clicked. Of course... not entirely, since you're not there." He truthfully wasn't sure if he could ever make things right with Trygve, but he did have to try. And he was really sorry about what he had done, even if he was bad at expressing it.
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— Reggan
— Reggan