Leaving For Now. *OTA*

[time_schizo]

He had lingered a lot longer than he had planned, but Martini was finding it harder to leave than he had initially planned. The fact so many were just willing to forgive and forget was agitating, but at the same time relieving. But everywhere he turned Martini was assaulted by the ghosts of the pasts. Here was the kitchen where he had broken Tandy’

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[time_schizo]

Martini was beginning to wonder if it would have made any difference leaving at high noon. As far as he had been able to tell from his various encounters, there was just as many people up at three AM as at any other part of the day.

So really, he shouldn't have been that surprised to run into Crystal along with the other denizens of the mansion. He almost didn't even notice her, so wrapped up was he in his own thoughts. It was only when she stopped and stared at him that Mark bothered to look up.

For a few moments, all he did was stare in silence. Crystal had been one of those who hadn't sought him out. Martini had no idea if she forgave him or not, but he didn't care. Though it hadn't been entirely physical, he had been quite emotionally cruel to the girl. Worst of all, there was still a part of him that wasn't sorry for all he had done, not just to Crystal, but to the whole house. He had tucked that part of him away, but it was still there. But none of that was voiced. Only one question, the least important out of all of them. "Doesn't anyone bother to sleep around here?"

[animalpriestess]

Crystal looked to her book and folded the page her claw was keeping.

"Observant as always..." she commented looking back to him, hugging the book to her.

"You know the answer to that."

[time_schizo]

They had never gotten along, and even now Mark felt awkward at this parting. What could he say to her that didn't ring of falsehood? He shifted the duffel strap on his shoulder. "You won't need to worry about me disrupting your nighttime solitude anymore. See ya around, Crystal."

[animalpriestess]

Not with the people in this house.s They all loved and attached themselves so easily to one another, and she found herself sometimes doing the same. Her own mind pushed her to shut up, and just walk away, but her mother's voice rang out in her head.

She looked away from him and turned back to her book. Say the words. Whether or not you mean then is up for grabs.

"Be careful."

Then turned to walk back to her room, focusing on her book. The last thing she wanted to deal with was everyone in the house feeling guilty because Martini did yet another questionable action.

[time_schizo]

Mark just shook his head. Crystal's back was turned to him, so she wouldn't see the action. There was just a hint of amusement in his voice as he answered her, continuing to walk in the opposite direction. "You don't mean that. But thanks anyway, Princess." The last word was said in such a way it was impossible to tell if Martini was mocking her or being sincere for once.