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Post by Avery on Dec 10, 2015 13:41:44 GMT
"Mr. Moran?"
"Who let in this wench!"
"Mr. Moran I need to talk to you."
At her flinch, his eyes narrow and Cas steps forward, face stiff "I suggest you remove your hand." he murmurs, voice cool
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Post by Aviva on Dec 10, 2015 13:57:01 GMT
I suggest you remove your hand."
His eyes drift to him slowly. "Who the hell'r you?" He huffed taking a drink. "Don't matter. Wont make me do anything."
Roala stepped in between them as he teteered forward. "As I was saying, I need to talk to you about Cenric."
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Post by Avery on Dec 10, 2015 15:46:32 GMT
"Who the hell'r you? Don't matter. Won't make me do anything."
"I will, if you don't keep your hands to yourself." Caspian grits out, starts to step forward until she steps between them
"As I was saying, I need to talk to you about Cenric."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 10, 2015 22:36:49 GMT
"As I was saying, I need to talk to you about Cenric."
"Cenric...cenric...Oh him. What he do this time?"
"Why would you think he's done something?' she asked harshly meeting his gaze with a glare. She stood straighter, eye to eye to him .
"That kid is weak and always in trouble. So-" he leans in closer, his breath on her face. "What has he done this time?"
Roala turned her head to the side as he breathed on her. "Take it back."
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Post by Avery on Dec 11, 2015 19:08:57 GMT
"Cenric...cenric...Oh him. What he do this time?"
"Why would you think he's done something?'
"That kid is weak and always in trouble. So What has he done this time?"
"Take it back."
"Pardon me." Caspian murmurs, fists clenched as he takes a small step forward "But where is Laylie?"
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Post by Aviva on Dec 12, 2015 2:24:02 GMT
"Take it back."
"Or what?' he raised his hand to turn her head when he heard the other man speak.
"Pardon me.""But where is Laylie?"
Dropping it he flicked his gaze over at him lazily. "Laylie? Six foot under I reckon. " Stepping closer he peered at him through squinted eyes. After a second his eyes fill with a fuzzy understanding. "Oh so that's who you are." Grinning he took a swig before swinging it at his head.
Roala squeezed back in between them as much as she could, arms raised to block the bottle. As it broke against her upper arm and shoulder.
"Hmm?" Eyes trailing to her he growled before hitting her across her face, watching as she fell down.
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Post by Avery on Dec 12, 2015 15:10:24 GMT
"Or what?'
"Laylie? Six foot under I reckon."
Stiffening, Caspian's eyes widen at the statement, words echoing in his head, unmoving
"Oh so that's who you are."
"Hmm?"
Gaze distant, he barely hears the comment from the man through the pounding in his ears until the sound of glass breaking snaps him back to reality. Going rigid when his apprentice is struck down, his feet move of their own free will. Grabbing his collar, Cas shoves him back into the wall, lifting the drunk so he has slight troubles with breathing. "How did she die?" he hisses, teeth gritted "Since you seem to know exactly who I am."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 12, 2015 22:40:42 GMT
"How did she die?" "Since you seem to know exactly who I am."
His hand grasped at his desperatingly trying to relinquish the hold. "Murdered." Was all that was said.
Roala lay there a moment before she got back up, hair covering the side of her face that was towards them. "You haven't changed...Father" she laughed bitterly. "Never did blink an eye to raise a hand against your family. "
"What the hell'r you -" his eyes furrowed in shock and confusion at the word. "Impossible."
Roala stared through a mask of emotions on her face. White was the sympathy she felt for her boss as well as her brother. Blue for the memory of losing her own mother. Red for the anger she felt towards the man before her. "Cenric is going to live with hme from now on. Dont you ever lay a finger on him again or I'll kill you."
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Post by Avery on Dec 13, 2015 4:22:25 GMT
"Murdered."
"You haven't changed...Father. Never did blink an eye to raise a hand against your family. "
"What the hell'r you - Impossible."
"Cenric is going to live with me from now on. Don't you ever lay a finger on him again or I'll kill you."
Going rigid, Cas's expression slowly shadows, hand tightening on the mans shirt, teeth gritted as he finally looks back to him, gaze livid "Did you kill her?" he hisses lowly, jostling him "I suggest you answer quickly if you value your life."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 13, 2015 5:20:00 GMT
"Cenric is going to live with me from now on. Don't you ever lay a finger on him again or I'll kill you."
"Live with you? I don't think so. " he laughed drunkenly.
"Did you kill her?" "I suggest you answer quickly if you value your life."
Roala watched him, looking away at the expression in his eyes. "Bos-" she stopped after a moment. She had no reason to stand up for him, so she wouldn't. But at the same time part of her was whispering that it wasn't worth it.
His laughter died as he was jostled, closing his mouth trying to fight the bile threatening to rise. "So what if I did?"
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Post by Avery on Dec 13, 2015 5:45:54 GMT
"Live with you? I don't think so. "
"Bos-"
"So what if I did?"
"Don't." Caspian mutters to Roala lowly, stilling at Moran's words, turning his head away before he notices something out of the corner of his eye. Gaze widening when he recognizes the necklace laying between bottles on the table, he trembles, lifting him higher "I'll kill you." he whispers, voice cracking as he throws him against the adjacent wall, shoulders stiff as he hits it, silent as he turns to the door, grabbing the necklace on the way. Stopping just inside, his fists slowly clench, shaking in anger "If you don't have a place already, girl, you're welcome to come stay with me. But never go back to trash." he murmurs, barely audible before he walks out, leather cord clenched in one hand
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Post by Aviva on Dec 13, 2015 17:08:02 GMT
Live with you? I don't think so. "
Roala's jaw clicked at the statement, but she pushed her anger down- doing the best to ignore him.
"Don't." "I'll kill you."
She looked over at him as his voice cracked, not missing the look on his face before her father is assaulted.
He hit the wall, rest of his body pressing against his arm. As he fell he heard a small crack.
"If you don't have a place already, girl, you're welcome to come stay with me. But never go back to trash."
Roala turned to him as he walked out before she followed after a moment. Once she was outside she gazed around searching for the man. "Boss?"
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Post by Avery on Dec 14, 2015 3:22:09 GMT
"Boss?"
"Up here." Caspian mutters lowly, sitting against the base of a tree not too far from her, face shadowed, fist clenching the cord tightly, knuckles white
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Post by Aviva on Dec 14, 2015 4:14:48 GMT
Up here."
Following the direction of his voice, she turned her head. After a few tries, her eyes locate him. Exhaling she walked over and sat on the other side of the tree silently. She knew what it was like to loose something, as well as finding out something as important instantly brought unwanted emotions. But if he wanted to talk, she would listen. Looking up at the sky she shrugged out of her jacket, laying it to the side. Sucking in a breath at the cool air, her hand traveled to the opposite shoulder to locate the glass. Finding it she started pulling pieces out, biting her lip to stay quiet.
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Post by Avery on Dec 14, 2015 4:26:03 GMT
"Let me see that." Caspian mutters quietly, hearing the hiss of breath she didn't quite manage to keep in, shifting with his foot underneath him, pushing him up
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