February 06, 2018, 03:56 AM
arturo can see that she does not recognize him — by sight, no, he did not assume that she would — yet there is no recognition at all. not even when the gangster gives her his name and that stings the absolute worse. no, it moves beyond a sting. a sting is an annoyance, a pain that can easily be swallowed, that easily can be soothed. he feels gutted and worse than gutted he feels a sense of uneasy betrayal from the only other wolf on this god-forsaking planet that he thought felt as he does. he scowls over the girl's head then, hating being redundant and wondering if it much matters. if she has not been raised knowing him by name then he thinks that he has no further business with her. if she does not even know the name arturo fearghal then there is no sense in trying to reconcile with her mother if she does not want him in their lives at all ( even by mention ). he doesn't understand and is so ready to build back the walls of the prison he readily cocoons himself in.
the resolve of the merciless and cold gangster comes sweeping in abruptly, embracing the frigid air. his hackles prickle and bristle and he loathes himself as he looks down at his youngest daughter with fiery eyes that have burned out the wonderment and warmth he'd felt at seeing her again. they are the eyes of a family gravely wounded and a ruthless gangster boss during a dealing that he ultimately expects to go his way or else ( except it's already not gone his way and he's deciding his next course of action ). he's beginning to regret and resent his children as this seems to be a reoccurring theme with them.
he ignores her haughty comment though his lip curls in a silent warning. a warning that he can't one hundred percent say for sure he would not act upon should she press. "run back to your mother, child." he commands her in a quieted, smoky rumble though his deep baritone lacks all gentleness. if she refuses his command, then he will be the one to turn and walk away. he did it once as witchdoctor and it should be measurably easier to do now that he knows he is not even known by his youngest children.
the resolve of the merciless and cold gangster comes sweeping in abruptly, embracing the frigid air. his hackles prickle and bristle and he loathes himself as he looks down at his youngest daughter with fiery eyes that have burned out the wonderment and warmth he'd felt at seeing her again. they are the eyes of a family gravely wounded and a ruthless gangster boss during a dealing that he ultimately expects to go his way or else ( except it's already not gone his way and he's deciding his next course of action ). he's beginning to regret and resent his children as this seems to be a reoccurring theme with them.
he ignores her haughty comment though his lip curls in a silent warning. a warning that he can't one hundred percent say for sure he would not act upon should she press. "run back to your mother, child." he commands her in a quieted, smoky rumble though his deep baritone lacks all gentleness. if she refuses his command, then he will be the one to turn and walk away. he did it once as witchdoctor and it should be measurably easier to do now that he knows he is not even known by his youngest children.
wreathed in iron and in fire
i bare my bloody teeth
and only pity makes my strike so clean
i bare my bloody teeth
and only pity makes my strike so clean
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and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Arturo - January 29, 2018, 06:05 AM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Reed Wolf - January 29, 2018, 07:11 PM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Arturo - January 30, 2018, 05:50 AM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Reed Wolf - January 30, 2018, 09:27 PM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Arturo - February 06, 2018, 03:56 AM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Reed Wolf - February 12, 2018, 06:37 PM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Arturo - February 24, 2018, 05:46 AM
RE: and what love we get, we have to pay for - by Reed Wolf - February 26, 2018, 12:32 PM