mythological irony
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- Posted: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 04:10:00 +0000
Whatever the maid said to him as he walked up the stairs, Alistair never heard. At that moment, he was entirely focused on Tris, and nothing else registered with him. Of course, he wouldn't have cared what the maid said either way. He'd already come to the conclusion that she was irredeemably pathetic -- telling him to clean up the mess, what a joke!
Now, he sat outside Tris's room, feeling sick. He could hear strange noises that he couldn't quite identify, and he found it quite troubling. Whatever it was, it didn't sound nice, and admist the noises, he thought he heard Tris cry out, but he couldn't be positive.
There was silence after that, and he felt himself relax slightly. After a moment, he heard something hit the door, and he turned his head slightly, so that he could see the wood frame out of the corner of his eye. He didn't know what had been thrown, but he was rather surprised that Tris hadn't done something more...werewolf-y. He'd half expected her to start growling at him from the other side of the door, but then again, he supposed she must have turned back to her original form -- or was the wolf form her original form? He didn't know.
What he did know was that Tris was angry and he couldn't blame her. He faced the wall again.
"I know this doesn't really make a difference," he said. "But what I said...I didn't mean it, and I know it was a s**t thing to say. I--" He stopped, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him. He was thankful that he was already on the ground or he might have fallen over.
He drew his knees up to his chest, hating the way he was feeling. It was entirely unlike him, and not really understanding what he was feeling and why he was feeling it made him upset. He didn't like things being out of his control.
"I'm sorry," he said. "You can...hit me or something. If you want."
- ooc: I think your post is fine. 3nodding
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