05-23-2021, 06:11 AM
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"THE GLADIATOR" — CHAMPION OF WAR
”Oooh, you’re in trouble now-“ A joke of course, a feeble attempt to keep tension low and prevent himself from diving headfirst into an emotional outburst, the tearful kind. He wasn’t like Roxanne or even Diya to an extent, obviously, there would be no anger from Danny today over the stunt Michael pulled. And even if he could manage it, he owed the man a lot just for trying. Didn’t help his guilty conscious, admittedly, but that was on him there.
Not much for the touchy feely type of reunion either, Danny’s arrival was rather....anticlimactic compared to the many others, rivaled maybe by only Harland in terms of lack of volume, at least any volume levels of note. And speaking of, he was not in the least bit prepared for the attempt made at finally getting some long awaited closure over the feelings that had been buried beneath the surface, perhaps not so subtly.
However, it was not his place to say anything, his minor twinge of jealousy at Harland being able to even think of pulling such a move was his own and his alone, no one else would get to know. But with that, and the family members that crowded in a much deserved circle to tell Michael how terrible his idea had been, there was nothing left of substance to offer, and Danny had no place making any further contributions to the conversation. He wasn’t family and he wasn’t....well, Harland. He was just a kid who happened to know the man, no significant importance to make him showing up hold any weight other than perhaps the relief of the Dealer knowing his mission wasn’t in vain. ”B-But, uh....you shouldn’t have...shouldn’t have done that. She really m-messed you up, I-” Was that it? That was it. Danny rubbed his eyes when he felt them well up, but he didn’t think he really deserved to cry now. But man, it was difficult not to. He clamped his jaw shut as to not make any more pathetic attempts at talking, just focusing on trying to rub the tears away that he didn’t feel entitled to, or maybe he just wanted to be tough in front of Michael. The man who died to get him home.
Not much for the touchy feely type of reunion either, Danny’s arrival was rather....anticlimactic compared to the many others, rivaled maybe by only Harland in terms of lack of volume, at least any volume levels of note. And speaking of, he was not in the least bit prepared for the attempt made at finally getting some long awaited closure over the feelings that had been buried beneath the surface, perhaps not so subtly.
However, it was not his place to say anything, his minor twinge of jealousy at Harland being able to even think of pulling such a move was his own and his alone, no one else would get to know. But with that, and the family members that crowded in a much deserved circle to tell Michael how terrible his idea had been, there was nothing left of substance to offer, and Danny had no place making any further contributions to the conversation. He wasn’t family and he wasn’t....well, Harland. He was just a kid who happened to know the man, no significant importance to make him showing up hold any weight other than perhaps the relief of the Dealer knowing his mission wasn’t in vain. ”B-But, uh....you shouldn’t have...shouldn’t have done that. She really m-messed you up, I-” Was that it? That was it. Danny rubbed his eyes when he felt them well up, but he didn’t think he really deserved to cry now. But man, it was difficult not to. He clamped his jaw shut as to not make any more pathetic attempts at talking, just focusing on trying to rub the tears away that he didn’t feel entitled to, or maybe he just wanted to be tough in front of Michael. The man who died to get him home.
— if i find some way out then i will stay, with heart split two ways down
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｢ just saw god outside the liquor store ｣
he told me i was lost
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