04-16-2021, 07:34 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; max-width: 65%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Privacy wished for and proven unobtainable, though the flaw in the hasty departure was rather easily identified when the conclusion had been conducted in a public area.
A presence he knew, expected for often her time coincidental perfection. Where once fleeting the warmth that may receive her there was only a cool silence, the seconds trickling past without acknowledgement. Possibly his thought process if staged a willing ignorance she would find pointless staying, time wasted best utilised elsewhere. It was not Vayne that was permitted the chance to break first, however, his thoughts barbs digging deep grooves as they took up a perpetual spin, a cycle begun with wishing to continue and ended with abandonment of forced incivility.
Away paws fell, though still was chin encased in the grains piled about it, his gaze unsure, rising to find her only to flick away. Her posed query rather simple, innocent and thus unknown the turmoil it sparked, wished to be maintained for undeserving was she of the problems he cultivated and maintained by his own decree. Lies built on his tongue, dismissal that may clear the air and impart enough that the issue may be put to rest. None adequate, wrong even the idea of attempting to deceive Vayne. Breaks still littered the story he had received of her situation, such allowed for it was her choice alone if he was allowed the whole thing and so held only the basic details, the treatment of her mother one shared though often the context was her behaviour towards others.
"Everything is fine, just been a long day." Truth enough in given response alleviated the feeling he was doing wrong by Vayne, no lie but more a mere baseline that omitted the grander details. Was this enough, only time may prove such and so alone was it left. Bearing little else to break the silence once more spun out between them slow was his rise, ignorant of the grains the clung still, mouth opening though words would not come.
What words clung to his tongue may only be guessed at, lost as another made evident their trajectory drew them closer, still about his gaze moved. Of course nothing was to be seen, no other occupied this particular segment of land and no point of interest was in close proximity, singular the destination settled upon. Tense did he grow, still though a tremor threatened, wished to steal through muscle that cared little for this unusual manner he had himself in.
Unobserved had been the other, unknown that his own home even occupied a space near to where he had been looking, oblivious to the watch of others until the call had rung out and caused him to come here. Had he been might he have changed tactics, gone about continuing his ruse of visiting. Possibly, though the invitation of questions was not welcome and he grew assured they would be put forth if he had dared. There was reason for it, always one with a heart too grand was Diya, room within it for all. Undeserved his place, a stranger made as the years drew on, better another act as recipient to her care.
His teeth came together with tongue between, minute the release of tension, reinstated once more as distance closed. So simple a touch, gesture familiar and fleeting, nothing meant beyond an addition to vocal greeting. All the same his mind stalled, gaze settling on a distant point as Michael continued to speak, almost slipping by unnoticed. Rapid blinks signalled his return, ears flattening as his attention turned, lasting for only a moment as he parsed what was said. So another had noticed.
Caught with no chance to dismiss the situation, one he would have preferred not even need to be addressed even by himself, the final addition caught him off guard. Rats. Harland knew well that Michael had such creatures as companions, the exact number escaped him, however, the offspring all he had seen though numerous those even if they had been from only one mother. "I know just the man to seek out if I find any," his words broke apart as he tried to keep the nervous edge from infiltrating it, a quiet bout of his own laughter offered. "But I wasn't looking for a house, just… I'm not sure even I know what I'm doing."
A presence he knew, expected for often her time coincidental perfection. Where once fleeting the warmth that may receive her there was only a cool silence, the seconds trickling past without acknowledgement. Possibly his thought process if staged a willing ignorance she would find pointless staying, time wasted best utilised elsewhere. It was not Vayne that was permitted the chance to break first, however, his thoughts barbs digging deep grooves as they took up a perpetual spin, a cycle begun with wishing to continue and ended with abandonment of forced incivility.
Away paws fell, though still was chin encased in the grains piled about it, his gaze unsure, rising to find her only to flick away. Her posed query rather simple, innocent and thus unknown the turmoil it sparked, wished to be maintained for undeserving was she of the problems he cultivated and maintained by his own decree. Lies built on his tongue, dismissal that may clear the air and impart enough that the issue may be put to rest. None adequate, wrong even the idea of attempting to deceive Vayne. Breaks still littered the story he had received of her situation, such allowed for it was her choice alone if he was allowed the whole thing and so held only the basic details, the treatment of her mother one shared though often the context was her behaviour towards others.
"Everything is fine, just been a long day." Truth enough in given response alleviated the feeling he was doing wrong by Vayne, no lie but more a mere baseline that omitted the grander details. Was this enough, only time may prove such and so alone was it left. Bearing little else to break the silence once more spun out between them slow was his rise, ignorant of the grains the clung still, mouth opening though words would not come.
What words clung to his tongue may only be guessed at, lost as another made evident their trajectory drew them closer, still about his gaze moved. Of course nothing was to be seen, no other occupied this particular segment of land and no point of interest was in close proximity, singular the destination settled upon. Tense did he grow, still though a tremor threatened, wished to steal through muscle that cared little for this unusual manner he had himself in.
Unobserved had been the other, unknown that his own home even occupied a space near to where he had been looking, oblivious to the watch of others until the call had rung out and caused him to come here. Had he been might he have changed tactics, gone about continuing his ruse of visiting. Possibly, though the invitation of questions was not welcome and he grew assured they would be put forth if he had dared. There was reason for it, always one with a heart too grand was Diya, room within it for all. Undeserved his place, a stranger made as the years drew on, better another act as recipient to her care.
His teeth came together with tongue between, minute the release of tension, reinstated once more as distance closed. So simple a touch, gesture familiar and fleeting, nothing meant beyond an addition to vocal greeting. All the same his mind stalled, gaze settling on a distant point as Michael continued to speak, almost slipping by unnoticed. Rapid blinks signalled his return, ears flattening as his attention turned, lasting for only a moment as he parsed what was said. So another had noticed.
Caught with no chance to dismiss the situation, one he would have preferred not even need to be addressed even by himself, the final addition caught him off guard. Rats. Harland knew well that Michael had such creatures as companions, the exact number escaped him, however, the offspring all he had seen though numerous those even if they had been from only one mother. "I know just the man to seek out if I find any," his words broke apart as he tried to keep the nervous edge from infiltrating it, a quiet bout of his own laughter offered. "But I wasn't looking for a house, just… I'm not sure even I know what I'm doing."