[M] So Cold

Cotl · 01-29-2011, 10:55 PM

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The woman didn't care that he had skinned, decapitated Izaak (Kesho thought differently) and she explained that it was just not nice to talk about how stupid Izaak was. Cotl cocked a brow at the woman, his bi-colored eyes were pinned on the woman, narrowed slightly, focused with almost a deadly glare in those eyes. Cotl was quick to draw both of his arms across his chest and he cleared his throat. What right did anyone have to tell him what to think about his own family? The man's wicked grin was quick to turn into a hard frown, and his eyes still stayed right where they were on the woman's face, looking straight in the woman's ruby eyes. A look of disgust passed her face. Cotl held the deepened frown there on his coal maw and did not say anything yet. He wanted to see if she had anything else to say to him while she was at it. She already looked at him like he was trash, she already made her decision about him, it would seem. She turned her back to him even. Cotl snorted. He couldn't get out of the bed, for he would stumble and fall over if he tried, so he just sat there, and looked hard at the woman's back when she was turned away from him. Cotl opened his maw to speak, but the only thing that came out would be a loud NYEH sound, but no actual words. The man pulled his lips back for a moment, showing his teeth to the woman's back, but quickly catching himself and letting his lips become flat and emotionless again. He put the frown back on his face as he continued to sit there, arms crossed across his broad coy-dog chest.

Fine. Ich nicht talks bads.-FICKSHITGNAD- the man simply spoke, his voice actually rougher than usual, as if he too was getting slightly irked. He actually was only because she had gotten slightly angry with him. He was still as he sat there against the wall. He blinked lazily, his eyes getting stuck closed once more, though this time his eyes had been closed for about a minute and a half before he would open them again and look at the woman. Cotl knew that he was going to think bad things about Izaak simply because the man had caused Cotl more trouble than Cotl needed in his life. It was almost a relief he was dead, even though Cotl had been taking it like he hadn't moved on quite yet. Cotl shrugged his shoulders lightly as he let his bi-colored eyes move over to a different spot, his eyes landing on the wall that had some graffiti that he had painted there one day. This wall had said "Sie glauben also, ihr könnt es besser?" in big bold letters. It was obvious that Cotl liked to write in German on his walls because there was more German and very much less English on the walls. Cotl loved his home language, and if he knew anyone who spoke German as fluently as he, then he would have talked more in German than in English. Tali, du knows hows reads, vrites? the man asked, not recalling if the woman had read books or not. He did know that she drew, but drawing and reading and writing were all different things. You could easily draw without needing letters and numbers. It was also just a randomly asked question since there had been a slightly uncomfortable silence between them that even Cotl found himself uncomfortable in. Cotl wasn't going to have that, so he decided it was time for him to talk..

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