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goldenbishounen

[Day 50; 11:17pm]

Jan 26, 2007 15:22

The nameless restlessness of the day had turned into something different now that the day was done, but he was still far from anything resembling comforted. The burst of relief that had come when the word reached him that Conrad had returned had vanished under anger at the unease that had kept him from joining those that had rushed to greet the ( Read more... )

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sekinin January 27 2007, 00:23:51 UTC

[OOC/Mun: Want a kitty-cat? ^-^]

goldenbishounen January 27 2007, 03:17:39 UTC

[OOC: Forgot to note that I'd be at work for a while, but now that I'm home, I'm more than willing, if you'd like. I did mean to note that anyone was welcome, whoops. ^^;;]

grumpygwen January 27 2007, 00:39:14 UTC

Gwendal was just leaving his office, exhausted from trying to do the next day's paperwork in a few hours so he wouldn't be behind later.

As he's walking through the halls to return to his chambers he runs into his youngest brother. Apparently he wasn't off greeting Conrad either.

"Wolfram," he calls out to the blond haired young man in the distance.

goldenbishounen January 27 2007, 03:25:24 UTC

He hadn't been paying attention to much of anything, so the sound of his name makes him start. The familiar voice is enough to coax a faint smile to the corners of his lips as he turns around.

"Aniue," he answers, as he comes closer, "you look tired. I would have thought that you'd be..." The pause is short, though noticeable, "... busy with the others."

grumpygwen January 27 2007, 14:29:29 UTC

Gwendal can sympathize with Wolfram's reluctance to greet Conrad especially upon hearing all that had happened to their brother. It would also be difficult given Yuuri's devotion to him, mixed feelings and jealousy would certainly be unavoidable for the blond ( ... )

goldenbishounen January 27 2007, 16:38:25 UTC

He makes a bit of a face when his brother ruffles his hair, but finds the gesture somewhat comforting.

Wolfram can't hide his horror at the idea of his Aniue letting Anissina steal him away anywhere. It isn't often that anyone willingly puts themselves in Anissina's hands. He doesn't bother to suggest that Gwendal find someone to help him with the paperwork, as he knows his brother would simply discard the idea as ridiculous.

The words that follow would have caused him to bristle if they had been spoken by anyone other than his Aniue. He doesn't need anyone to tell him that his actions are acceptable, but even so, the words are also a comfort. He's not the only one that doesn't know what to do in this situation.

Reaching up before Gwendal can pull his hand back, Wolfram clasps his wrist for a second and smiles. "Goodnight, Aniue. I'll hope to see you without too many bandages when you return tomorrow."

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sekinin January 27 2007, 04:43:40 UTC

It's late--almost midnight. And he's tired. He should go to bed soon, and yet . . . It's good to be home. To walk these halls.

And he knows that a mess of paperwork and a mess of reports and a mess that is his life is waiting there in his rooms. A life where were things were difficult, but the difficulties had been different . . . Easier, maybe. So he walks.

The darkness of Dai Shimeron and the bitter arguments, anger, and subterfuge of Caloria seem like a dream now that he's back home. And how long will it last?He doesn't have time to think long on the question when he turns the corner and find himself looking down at a familiar cap of blond hair. It's the exact same as he recalls it--calculatingly careless--as is the expression on the younger demon's face. Familiar green eyes, painfully fair skin, delicate, flawless bone structure . . . Wolfram took as heavily after their mother as Conrad took after his father, neither of them bore features from their opposing parent. But the blond soon-to-be Consort's temperament was a ( ... )

goldenbishounen January 27 2007, 05:25:26 UTC

He refuses to let himself flinch upon looking up to find the subject that consumed his thoughts right in front of him. He keeps his chin up, and holds to his silence, feeling a small thrill of victory when Conrad looks away and speaks first ( ... )

sekinin January 27 2007, 05:43:32 UTC

This is to be a night of awkward meetings, it seems. All he needs is for Rad and Gwendal to emerge from the shadows to make the quartet complete. Still, it is . . . nice . . . in a way. He and Wolfram have not really spoken in literal decades.

A swirl of bitterness wiggles its way towards the forefront of his mind, but he quashes it. He can be bitter tomorrow, with a sword in his hand and his father goading him on; tonight, it would be very, very nice to simply talk to his little brother.

Conrad smiles, a soft expression. "Ah. A bit. It was a long journey back, but--" 'I don't sleep well' sounds bad. "It's nice to be home again. I missed this place."

He ignores an reference to why he may have been gone. Sorrow will be a part of tomorrow, too. It will also have to wait for swords and sunlight.

goldenbishounen January 27 2007, 06:09:56 UTC

Surprised to find himself agreeing, he meets Conrad's eyes without thinking about it. He can't quite smile the same way Conrad does, but a little of the awkward tension leaves him ( ... )

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