September 09, 2020, 08:59 PM
@Haruki
To be quite honest he had expected Reiko to return by now. The scent of Takeshi had resurfaced on and off. The pungent odor reminding Collision why it was best he remain far from this place. Offset by the apparent remain of her children and his friends. It was hard to make a decision when everything around contradicted itself. At the end of the day perhaps he was just beginning to realize, as much as he wanted to be true to himself, clearly he didn't know which self to be true to.
A sigh fell past him as he meddled around Reiko's den. He wished he could peer inside once more and lay eyes on her body. Her frail body. He wanted to see her and remind himself why he was trying. That job, however, seemed to belong to the children. That being said...what could he truly expect from those being raised by Takeshi? Would they grow to be heathens? Were they condemned at conception?
Perhaps sneaking around their home near the end of the day was in bad taste. It was likely not his place--no, he knew it wasn't. His ears fell back against his head and in the retreating light of the day he began to remove himself from what he now only saw as wreckage. This would never be a home to any that tried to live within it. The better her children realized this and moved on the better.
What an ugly thought.
To be quite honest he had expected Reiko to return by now. The scent of Takeshi had resurfaced on and off. The pungent odor reminding Collision why it was best he remain far from this place. Offset by the apparent remain of her children and his friends. It was hard to make a decision when everything around contradicted itself. At the end of the day perhaps he was just beginning to realize, as much as he wanted to be true to himself, clearly he didn't know which self to be true to.
A sigh fell past him as he meddled around Reiko's den. He wished he could peer inside once more and lay eyes on her body. Her frail body. He wanted to see her and remind himself why he was trying. That job, however, seemed to belong to the children. That being said...what could he truly expect from those being raised by Takeshi? Would they grow to be heathens? Were they condemned at conception?
Perhaps sneaking around their home near the end of the day was in bad taste. It was likely not his place--no, he knew it wasn't. His ears fell back against his head and in the retreating light of the day he began to remove himself from what he now only saw as wreckage. This would never be a home to any that tried to live within it. The better her children realized this and moved on the better.
What an ugly thought.
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≡ Fly On Your Own - by Collision - September 09, 2020, 08:59 PM
RE: ≡ Fly On Your Own - by Haruki - September 10, 2020, 10:36 AM
RE: ≡ Fly On Your Own - by Collision - September 11, 2020, 07:39 PM