Jul 17, 2006 01:47
Regulus' shoe tapped lightly upon the clean-swept floor to an oddly inaudible beat. The young Black stood just inside the closed aperture leading out of his parent's home, facing the extensive if obscured interior of the building - though not seeing it. His eyes were distant and unfocused as they stared out of an immobile mask.
"Waiting is only of value when one has something to use the time for."
The words were pronounced lightly, almost to the lips which uttered them. The straightened collar of Regulus' day robes accented them with a similarly shaped line of green trim along the edge.