That was a voice he never thought he'd hear again.
He never did understand how things came to be the way they were but he knew even when it happened, when Dai's fingers latched around his throat (he laughed softly, unbelieving, head bowed as his fingers clenched harder "You made it this way--"), that he'd never see certain people again.
Certainly, he'd been wrong in some aspects, but Lawfer had never been one he expected to be wrong about. The very fact he was here (and with someone) was concerning as it was fascinating and perhaps that was the only reason why Caim lifted his head from his book
( ... )
When Lawfer turned, his eyes were quick enough to catch Caim's movement from the shadows. He didn't move, and only stood straight, eyes staring directly at Caim like there was something very wrong with the world around them, like everything was falling apart
( ... )
Caim took the blow, his head whipping to one side as he staggered just a bit (he'd done a lot of punching others in his day but rarely did anyone bother landing one on him). Perhaps he hadn't expected it from Lawfer, or perhaps Caim merely felt Lawfer deserved it (because I left you and I shouldn't have. I should have been more responsible, I shouldn't have left any of you for--). He tasted blood in his mouth, but it was welcome as these days pain was the only feeling left to assure him he was alive. For someone as cold as ice, even Caim could learn under the right circumstances he'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all
( ... )
"Say something like that again," Lawfer added, "And you might have a black eye to add on to that bruise."
He had been right earlier-Caim had changed, in the past four years. Perhaps not physically, but Lawfer knew Caim better than that. There was something wrong, something beyond him, beyond them. In the past, there was a time when Lawfer couldn't even land a hit on Caim, no matter how sneaky he was. (How many times did he try to trick Caim, he didn't even remember.) But now in front of Lawfer, was the man he onced looked up to (I still do, you know?), staggering with a bloody lip
( ... )
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He never did understand how things came to be the way they were but he knew even when it happened, when Dai's fingers latched around his throat (he laughed softly, unbelieving, head bowed as his fingers clenched harder "You made it this way--"), that he'd never see certain people again.
Certainly, he'd been wrong in some aspects, but Lawfer had never been one he expected to be wrong about. The very fact he was here (and with someone) was concerning as it was fascinating and perhaps that was the only reason why Caim lifted his head from his book ( ... )
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He had been right earlier-Caim had changed, in the past four years. Perhaps not physically, but Lawfer knew Caim better than that. There was something wrong, something beyond him, beyond them. In the past, there was a time when Lawfer couldn't even land a hit on Caim, no matter how sneaky he was. (How many times did he try to trick Caim, he didn't even remember.) But now in front of Lawfer, was the man he onced looked up to (I still do, you know?), staggering with a bloody lip ( ... )
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