Arsenic-S
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- Posted: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 06:07:44 +0000
• ѡ h e ɴ . ι . α м . s τ α ɴ ם ι n g . ι n . τ н e . ғ ι ʀ e , . ι . ѡ i ℓ ℓ . ℓ σ σ к . н ι м . ι ɴ . τ н e . e ʏ e •
• α ɴ ם . ι . ѡ ι ℓ ℓ . ℓ e τ . τ н e . ם e ѵ ι ℓ . к n σ ѡ . τ н α τ , . ι . ѡ a s . в ʀ α ѵ e . e ɴ σ υ ɢ h . τ σ . ם ι e •
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“Are you a genie now, then?”
No matter how quick she was to explain away the jesting remark on the note of a humored warmth, the comment no less earned a wry, checking sort of look from the man who did not seem offended nor rightfully ruffled for it either. Nonetheless, he was certainly undeterred by the statement all the same, in such a way in fact that the un-moving quality of his regard alone would speak volumes of such confidence in its own right. No, for someone who'd little exposure to his ways, even Erik could not truly mark against her skepticism for his offers. The 'no doubt' she supplied immediately thereafter was hardly founded in anything beyond second thoughts and fickle propriety of course, and so earned nothing more than an unveiled mirroring of skepticism turned her way. He would not bother attempting to convince her of otherwise however, for in the end; action would always speak louder than words.
And so he breathed a muted 'tut' of a sound, like a man dismissing the opinion of someone so clearly unaware to the truth and turned a pointed attention to what concepts she could so far put forth instead. He was in no particular rush for the time being at least, and he met her request with an allowing sort of tip of his expression and a languid ear turned toward talk of books and fashion and gardens as possible balms with which to first begin. None of it was truly what he sought, of course-- as none of it would ensure or make her future any more sound beyond passing fancies here or there. Still, if temporary comfort would assist in better aligning her thoughts-- if it could offer solace for the predicament in which she and her mother found themselves within thanks, in large part, to his own involvement in their careers-- then it was certainly somewhere to first initiate his efforts... And it would be the least he could do, simple and easy enough to accomplish without much more than a blink of his eye.
"Well then... I will keep those things close to mind." Erik eventually allowed somewhere between the occasional pause here or there. evidently taking her ideals to heart in place of dismissing even an ounce of them as superfluous or out of place. After all, perhaps starting small was truly the best answer. For it would allow her to test the boundaries of such possibilities, the limits to which he could very well go should he feel so inclined to realize any particular request put forth... Or, in some cases, the sheer absence of those invisible walls so often limiting to others and yet incapable of detaining the self-made 'ghost' himself. Really, if her wants only extended so far as domestic luxuries, then it would prove rather simple to arrange a particularly content environment for her. That being said, however-- Erik was not so foolish as to think that was the extent of the capricious young lady's dreams or overarching desires. In fact, he was quite certain that, given the room to run, she would have much, much more for him in short order. "It is certainly important enough to maintain a certain level of morale, in the mean time..." And still, it was but a passing remark, promptly dropped and left to the wayside for favor of hearing her thanks without much variety of obligation, only to follow the line of her gaze briefly toward the door at the mention of her mother and such conspiring exchanges. "Perhaps." He would not deny that much-- To even inquire to the girl herself was something of an undermining to Antoinette's own goals, but... Still. Even he was quite certain she would be able to see the worth in it, given her daughter's "happiness" was but her soul motivation. "But then, given the way you have been so quick to bite your tongue in her presence, I am not convinced you would feel so free to communicate your own preferences if I had asked in her company. If I am to manage uniting two separate... agendas into one, however, then I would prefer to hear them both unadulterated by fear or a want to evade argument."
It was a conceding enough remark, however, and soon it was followed by a dismissing "But we've no true timeline as of now... So you are free to take your time. I suppose a 'genie' or djinn is an apt enough role to fill, if the idea somehow... puts your mind to ease." The sarcasm was clear in his tone, yet it spoke little of bitterness so much as it was a dwindling observation of something novel. "After all-- you will find that I am quite capable of being near anything I choose to be, given the right motivation." Near anything outside of 'normal', that is. But the jaded afterthought was little more than a sour pluck of a flat note, and soon he had offered her a sort of conclusive nod. "Should anything come to mind, then I am content to listen with or without your mother's immediate accompaniment... But, for now, I believe it is late and there is little more to be said on the subject tonight."
Erik • Nadir
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