01-14-2021, 01:38 AM
[div style="margin: auto; max-width: 475px; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]Slack grown features once caught beneath the careful maintenance of sustained neutrality, fatigue a gentle presence in depths slow in each blink, worn readily surprise evident in slight downward curl of dark lips. Vegetation offered little within way of concealment, thick the coat awash in ivory hue, a bright point among the earthen that crowds close. Queries pile upon tongue, held there beneath pressure of grinding teeth. Taunt the muscle beneath, lumbering steps performed with a sense of duty, a purpose in each, held even as disposition is molded by light mirth. Over her once more half closed eyes rove, a study he made no move to conceal. In turn he made no move to hide himself, corrected his slouch, slight the manner cranium cants to the side.
Mirrored the sense of familiarity, a quiet but insistent sense of deja vu. Broken apart into poorly reconstructed scenes a short time when shores adorned in soft golden grains had acted as suitable base, heavy the heart that refuted attempts to allow it to hold the epithet of home. Another held that, adorned he alike his current self, diminutive once in his presence, the desire for him once more within empty arms supposedly enough to shed familiar skin. Not him. Well he knew of this fact, the rich hues of brown and black in a mottled mess across coarse strands marred beneath accumulated scar tissue lacking, the map of scars dissecting ivory a poor match for the man he longed for.
Nostrils flared with heavy breath, averted vision as the words spoken registered. Slow the manner lips lifted, brief the reveal of yellowed enamel once more hidden as it fell away. Paw arose, rubbed along chest as begun a rumbling vocalisation. Indeed, grisly his choice, looked to the mess left in wake of split second decision, but he lacked the capacity to care a great deal. On her words continued, introduction spilling from her lips with ease, minute the pause, but noticeable, rounded ears perking as vision levelled upon Diya once more.
"Deeyah." Clumsy the drawn out syllables that crown the tip of slow moving tongue, rolled along in experimentation, incorrect facsimile near enough desired result. "You familiar." Easier the passage of next, though beneath prominent accent near swallowed, trailing behind another deep breath. Her name, that she spoke with the gentle grace of a personal smile that belied that momentary break, the final nail unceremoniously torn from repressed memories. "Different. Not cat." In lieu of offering a suitable response to her own questions, those he uttered may well be deemed close enough, as it was, he spoke aloud a confusion that led to a discrepancy between what his mind offered and reality.
Another. Diminutive the ebony figure, though soft beneath the accumulated weight of needless accessories, harsh the manner he swallow thickly, down attention moving. Nothing nestled among coarse strands, hunger the depths that whispered behind him in multiple voices, the crash of waves and gurgle of tide cruel now, a deafening din. Revealed once more teeth, split dark countenance by a grimace, shame a heated stone lodged in his throat. Gone the final remnant of the man he once was, all the was left the scars adorning, rolled his shoulder in a thoughtless movement. No fault may be linked to any, and thus clean wiped his visage when his gaze settled upon Michael.
His was not likewise, however, words soft beneath unabashed affection, a care present that further ravaged his heart, grown agonising the quickened beat pressed into aching ribs. Brushed aside the inquiry, his involvement unwelcome and so skirted the subject. Stoic the bear as conducted another examination, expected such for even those seeking civility may pose an invisible threat, his own performed in tandem. Correct his first assessment, soft about the middle this rather miniscule creature, alike his silhouette broken beneath scar tissue. Idle grew his inspection, clenched teeth parting when mouth opened, meant for him simply going off the remark on size.
"No big." Harsh the snort that exited his flared nostrils alongside, a correct statement, though likely such only pertained to his own experience. Broad and heavy beneath an accumulation of muscle and fat still tiny felt he, lacking the height he once allowing him to tower, such a reasonable trade to hold even this meagre reminder of his lost love. "No forget this." Paired with the words the rise of a paw, gestured to the entirety of his face. Known well his reflection, the manner the space above his right eye was bisected by a scar trailing up towards his forehead, adorned the left side of his muzzle and similarly halved his mouth by another, the central area of the muzzle it self bearing the worst, bald about the deep incision long since allowed to scar. Others present, miniscule in comparison, each his own and with them a tale behind, the culmination a rather hideous sight he had grown to detest.
These he would not offer, rather, allowed his paw to fall once more into place, the next question offered regarded for a time. Was he prepared to once more grow ensnared within the political mess that came alongside the relative safety offered by organised community, permit himself the chance to let them within, permit the memory of the lost to prevail. Upwards eyes trailing, beyond them looking. He had met him here, fallen for the other in their own way, departed for a home prepared and maintained by them. The cold of the sudden departure, the cool that had been the place by his side, had broken something he had not registered having rooted within his chest.
"Ja." Slow the dip of chin, a shift difficult to deem a nod, though such it was, uncertainty a fading presence in the murmur of agreement. Too long allowed his memories to rot beneath the notion of remembrance, never touched as anything that may trigger their resurface was glossed over with little care for that lost in the action. So much sealed away by his own inability to accept the truth that he blinded himself to, an old fool living in the past.
Difficult to surmise the exact nature of the noise that bypassed his lips when next presence was announced in differing manner, the familiarity there as well, yet unobstructed, the knowledge freely stated in simple comment. Tentative the smile that bloomed where once his sorrow was worn in shallow curl, down flicking his eyes. "Hei, mauschen." Unbidden arose benign endearment, the tone taken one that quelled rising doubt, an ocean once locked in his throat ebbing away with a chuff rushing through his nose. "Am Emil, ja, long time." Unnecessary explanation for his absence, the exact cause his own to carry, alone left those few fleeting words.
Slow his rise, movement grown restricted beneath a familiar pain, strained muscle constricting in taunt threads that seem liable to snap should any singular extremity be moved beyond a set speed. Conclusion brought with it relief, upon trembling legs supported, focused his attention on merely retaining his balance. The moments passed in relative silence before, through the fine grains, a paw slide forward, soon after another following. Shaky the first few steps performed in such a manner, only with the confidence he may keep himself aloft did the bear allow the sand to fall away. Agonising the slow progress all the same, annoyance worn against his visage for but a moment before his movement halted before Keona, down head drawn.
Light each breath, a plume of heated air that made evident he drew in her scent with each, lightly teasing his tone. "No eat, need meat, be big and strong." Known the cause of her meagre size, the luck of the draw not on her side in such, one of few tidbits he knew of the other. "Good see kleine again." Lacking his prior amusement as lips framed his final remark, grown exhausted of speaking though little had he uttered, too much even that in the small frame of time it had been voiced, a warmth there he offered neither who came before Keo.
Mirrored the sense of familiarity, a quiet but insistent sense of deja vu. Broken apart into poorly reconstructed scenes a short time when shores adorned in soft golden grains had acted as suitable base, heavy the heart that refuted attempts to allow it to hold the epithet of home. Another held that, adorned he alike his current self, diminutive once in his presence, the desire for him once more within empty arms supposedly enough to shed familiar skin. Not him. Well he knew of this fact, the rich hues of brown and black in a mottled mess across coarse strands marred beneath accumulated scar tissue lacking, the map of scars dissecting ivory a poor match for the man he longed for.
Nostrils flared with heavy breath, averted vision as the words spoken registered. Slow the manner lips lifted, brief the reveal of yellowed enamel once more hidden as it fell away. Paw arose, rubbed along chest as begun a rumbling vocalisation. Indeed, grisly his choice, looked to the mess left in wake of split second decision, but he lacked the capacity to care a great deal. On her words continued, introduction spilling from her lips with ease, minute the pause, but noticeable, rounded ears perking as vision levelled upon Diya once more.
"Deeyah." Clumsy the drawn out syllables that crown the tip of slow moving tongue, rolled along in experimentation, incorrect facsimile near enough desired result. "You familiar." Easier the passage of next, though beneath prominent accent near swallowed, trailing behind another deep breath. Her name, that she spoke with the gentle grace of a personal smile that belied that momentary break, the final nail unceremoniously torn from repressed memories. "Different. Not cat." In lieu of offering a suitable response to her own questions, those he uttered may well be deemed close enough, as it was, he spoke aloud a confusion that led to a discrepancy between what his mind offered and reality.
Another. Diminutive the ebony figure, though soft beneath the accumulated weight of needless accessories, harsh the manner he swallow thickly, down attention moving. Nothing nestled among coarse strands, hunger the depths that whispered behind him in multiple voices, the crash of waves and gurgle of tide cruel now, a deafening din. Revealed once more teeth, split dark countenance by a grimace, shame a heated stone lodged in his throat. Gone the final remnant of the man he once was, all the was left the scars adorning, rolled his shoulder in a thoughtless movement. No fault may be linked to any, and thus clean wiped his visage when his gaze settled upon Michael.
His was not likewise, however, words soft beneath unabashed affection, a care present that further ravaged his heart, grown agonising the quickened beat pressed into aching ribs. Brushed aside the inquiry, his involvement unwelcome and so skirted the subject. Stoic the bear as conducted another examination, expected such for even those seeking civility may pose an invisible threat, his own performed in tandem. Correct his first assessment, soft about the middle this rather miniscule creature, alike his silhouette broken beneath scar tissue. Idle grew his inspection, clenched teeth parting when mouth opened, meant for him simply going off the remark on size.
"No big." Harsh the snort that exited his flared nostrils alongside, a correct statement, though likely such only pertained to his own experience. Broad and heavy beneath an accumulation of muscle and fat still tiny felt he, lacking the height he once allowing him to tower, such a reasonable trade to hold even this meagre reminder of his lost love. "No forget this." Paired with the words the rise of a paw, gestured to the entirety of his face. Known well his reflection, the manner the space above his right eye was bisected by a scar trailing up towards his forehead, adorned the left side of his muzzle and similarly halved his mouth by another, the central area of the muzzle it self bearing the worst, bald about the deep incision long since allowed to scar. Others present, miniscule in comparison, each his own and with them a tale behind, the culmination a rather hideous sight he had grown to detest.
These he would not offer, rather, allowed his paw to fall once more into place, the next question offered regarded for a time. Was he prepared to once more grow ensnared within the political mess that came alongside the relative safety offered by organised community, permit himself the chance to let them within, permit the memory of the lost to prevail. Upwards eyes trailing, beyond them looking. He had met him here, fallen for the other in their own way, departed for a home prepared and maintained by them. The cold of the sudden departure, the cool that had been the place by his side, had broken something he had not registered having rooted within his chest.
"Ja." Slow the dip of chin, a shift difficult to deem a nod, though such it was, uncertainty a fading presence in the murmur of agreement. Too long allowed his memories to rot beneath the notion of remembrance, never touched as anything that may trigger their resurface was glossed over with little care for that lost in the action. So much sealed away by his own inability to accept the truth that he blinded himself to, an old fool living in the past.
Difficult to surmise the exact nature of the noise that bypassed his lips when next presence was announced in differing manner, the familiarity there as well, yet unobstructed, the knowledge freely stated in simple comment. Tentative the smile that bloomed where once his sorrow was worn in shallow curl, down flicking his eyes. "Hei, mauschen." Unbidden arose benign endearment, the tone taken one that quelled rising doubt, an ocean once locked in his throat ebbing away with a chuff rushing through his nose. "Am Emil, ja, long time." Unnecessary explanation for his absence, the exact cause his own to carry, alone left those few fleeting words.
Slow his rise, movement grown restricted beneath a familiar pain, strained muscle constricting in taunt threads that seem liable to snap should any singular extremity be moved beyond a set speed. Conclusion brought with it relief, upon trembling legs supported, focused his attention on merely retaining his balance. The moments passed in relative silence before, through the fine grains, a paw slide forward, soon after another following. Shaky the first few steps performed in such a manner, only with the confidence he may keep himself aloft did the bear allow the sand to fall away. Agonising the slow progress all the same, annoyance worn against his visage for but a moment before his movement halted before Keona, down head drawn.
Light each breath, a plume of heated air that made evident he drew in her scent with each, lightly teasing his tone. "No eat, need meat, be big and strong." Known the cause of her meagre size, the luck of the draw not on her side in such, one of few tidbits he knew of the other. "Good see kleine again." Lacking his prior amusement as lips framed his final remark, grown exhausted of speaking though little had he uttered, too much even that in the small frame of time it had been voiced, a warmth there he offered neither who came before Keo.