𝙸𝚃’𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴’𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴 put behind him. he’s made the choice to make do with the circumstances thrown at his feet, and for the most part he tends to his grief as best as he can without letting it cloud his judgment and without it being a hindrance to his 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. it’s a story he feels he NEEDS to tell, because there should be an established presence of 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 between them ——— mostly for her sake ——— but the desire to indulge comes from a subconscious pulling at the back of his mind. it’s an attempt to make her stay.
❛ 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚. we live in a world where we have to abandon our humanity to get whatever the hell we want back from the monsters that took everything from us. 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗈, if that’s what it takes, and i can put loss behind me as long as i always remember what i’m doing all of this for. ❜
he sighs, getting up from his seat to go and open his office door. he’s kept her in for far too long, and now it’s time for her to make a difficult choice. ❛ that’s what you want, right ? 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 ? i know the want for it well, and i know the 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 that comes with wanting it. i think i know you too, as much as i can, really. 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃. just remember that. ❜
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 ? 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓. one , & perhaps the singular rule this 𝙵𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴 follows. freedom , doing things her way .... that is what she wants ; seeks , & 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎. even if it comes with the price of having dirt on her claws. not all things are achieved with having a golden heart , she knows it, & he knows it. if there was ever any naivety within the two ; it was 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙽 .
& 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅 ! she shares the room with one of her kin ; ( your tongue is stolen cat ..... ironic , is it not ? ) this is not a situation she often finds herself in , taking in advice. 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙷 𝙸𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴𝙳 , & the cat is free to roam ..... just like they always should. they’ll find their own way , or they’ll make it. that’s what he offers ; 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄. it is the amused exhale that breaks the silence after his words - & something that resembles a smirk curving those 𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙼𝙸𝙳𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 ! ❝ careful there , captain ——— it almost seemed we were having a moment. ❞ words spoken with a tone that can not leave anyone oblivious to her tease ! ( what a signature thing to hide behind . ) it’s the aura of 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘 she leaves behind - the clicks of those heels nearing his figure at the door , arm so subtly brushing his as she walks past. ❝ ironic .... that you’d be the one to 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙻 my line . ❞ another poke of her claws , in a figurative sense . however , he exchanged something - ❝ i’ll remember that . ❞ it is but 𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 at the surface , but she counts on him knowing how deep her claws can sink . he is capable of that too. & 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 , the moment shared becoming one kept in a secured vault .
dawn makes its’ presence known , halls slowly filling with light , & soon enough chatter . easy thing to ignore , 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐄 ! his form immediately captured by her gaze , the signature smirk already forming. it needs nothing but a look at her , to know what words she brews on her tongue .
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