Cris idly traced the lines of the ceiling with his eyes. He tried to recall the placement of the stars as he’d last seen them; somehow simultaneously ordered and entirely random. There were constellations flanked by unnamed stars, little pinpricks of light that were on all accounts equal, but for the fact that some were thought to be connected to a greater network. ‘Thought’ was the important word here, if it were not for the earth-bound audience every twinkle would be an individual. Seeing connections where there were none was such a human compulsion, it brought a smile to Cris’ lips. To be given a name.. Designated a place amongst the vast expanse of night.. Could being worth something be so simple? So trivial?
Cris remained distracted for a moment before he fully returned to the conversation. The mild humour that accompanied his idle musing withered and hardened as he listened to Hikaru’s vitriol. In complete silence, Cris rose from his horizontal position. His face was blank, bored almost. In one fluid motion he was on the ground, only a few steps from Hikaru.
Finally, Cris’ lips parted into a fierce grin, both incredulous and demeaning at once.
“You talk big shit for a squirt.”
He turned his head to the side and pursed his lips, his brows pulling together as he searched for some explanation that justified Hikaru’s petulance. A laugh suddenly erupted from between Cris’ pursed lips.
“The naivety, kid! You assume, you demean, and--” Cris held the lower half of his face, though it did little to hide the vicious grin that had overridden his usual calmness, “you really think your little writing makes you worth something,”
At that moment, Cris crossed what little distance remained and seized Hikaru’s collar and lifted, the fabric of Hikaru’s tie and shirt bunching beneath Cris’ grip.
“You’re so worried about who could be next, but your ego is so big you do not stop to consider it could be you,”
He drew out the words, his tone dripping with sarcasm. That wild look that creeped into Cris’ eyes during the trial was plain to see once again as Cris’ clear eyes bore into Hikaru’s. His teeth were now bared in a tight grin.
“I’ve never needed a motive,”
Cris spit out the words. The moment lasted a breath longer before Cris roughly cast Hikaru aside by the collar. However he landed, Cris was already halfway to the door. His footsteps were as light as ever. As he exited the auditorium, Cris’ voice resounded once more.
“Maybe you’ll see the story beneath the shit when you pull your head out of your ass,”
And with that, the door to the auditorium clicked shut behind him.
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