Bharune
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- Posted: Tue, 04 Jun 2013 21:27:49 +0000
- “Oh, a bold goose-slayer, are you?” he returned, his cheeky grin regaining a bit of spark when her key-rattling scared off the wandering geese. “Now I know who to call when they start stalking my home.”
But Rook’s attention wasn’t on the geese; didn’t he know her from somewhere? He was sure…he’d seen her before…but as he discreetly admired her features, he couldn’t think of anything. If he’d met her in real life, there was no way he’d forget. But her features were stunning, so…maybe some kind of advertisement…or commercial…
Yeah…something like that…
Rook blinked when the lady offered her the thermos, but he accepted it gratefully, not because he was cold but because his throat was parched from neglecting to rehydrate after his drinking binge. Although, he was a bit chilly, even though his suit jacket was discarded on the bench, having tumbled into the seat when the wind blew it off the back. He was ready for summer now…
“Is it spiked?” he asked hopefully. Unperturbed by the idea of accepting a drink from a stranger, he took a sip, proceeding with caution when he felt the heat and steam. “Ah, not bad. Thanks; I don’t think you know how much I need this right now.”
Rook took a longer drink, letting the hot, minty liquid wet his mouth and warm his throat. He swallowed with a satisfied ‘ahhhh~’.
Better. So much better.
”How long have you been here, anyway...?”
“Ah…” Rook bided nervously, stepping over the bench and stooping briefly to retrieve his fallen headphones and music player. He frowned, noticing that the screen was cracked – he must’ve stepped on it in his rush. “s**t,” he mumbled as he rose, but he didn’t allow his irritation to stay. s**t happened; he could get a new one.
The brunette pocketed the device, then turned and sat back down on one side of the bench, tossing his jacket into his lap so she could sit if she wanted to. Then, he decided not answering her question would qualify as ‘shifty’, so he shrugged lightly.
“Since this mornin’,” he answered nonchalantly. This information was safe, right? A lot of people – and countless different kinds of them -- turned out for Sari’s funeral, so he wasn’t suspicious for being here. He’d never seen so many people mourn a passing…so many friends of friends of friends. This included her, right? Hadn’t she come from the direction of the recent gravesite?
“How ‘bout you?” he asked, gesturing lightly as an invitation for her to sit. “Were you here for the Ydranna funeral? Sounds like he was a good kid…”
And that made him happy. Rook smiled sadly at his hands, before looking back at her.
“Sorry for your loss…”