07-06-2009, 03:26 AM
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Lannen had had enough "me" time to choke a horse. Still, he found himself unsettled and slightly upset that this red-haired girl had intruded upon the solitude he had been so desperate to break just a few moments before. She was pushy, with humor written in her words and laughter dancing somewhere behind her words. It wasn't her personality that Lannen disliked. On the contrary, usually he would welcome someone with her personality type. She was witty and engaging. But now he did not enjoy her being present.
"Never made much of a difference to me," Lannen said, shrugging and curling his fingers into his palms. Sunrise and sunset had blurred together since he had come here. He had been more focused on other things, things that he didn't normally ponder or try to understand. He was slow to learn, slow to adjust to this way of life. At times he felt pathetic, and other times he felt frustrated.
"Name's Lannen," the white man said, arching a brow and cocking his head to the side as the girl continued to try to make converation with him. He didn't think he was putting out any cues that he wanted to prolong contact with her. He didn't understand why she wouldn't just leave him alone in the early morning sun. Surely she had somewhere more important to be, something else to do. "And you?" he asked, almost indifferently.
"Never made much of a difference to me," Lannen said, shrugging and curling his fingers into his palms. Sunrise and sunset had blurred together since he had come here. He had been more focused on other things, things that he didn't normally ponder or try to understand. He was slow to learn, slow to adjust to this way of life. At times he felt pathetic, and other times he felt frustrated.
"Name's Lannen," the white man said, arching a brow and cocking his head to the side as the girl continued to try to make converation with him. He didn't think he was putting out any cues that he wanted to prolong contact with her. He didn't understand why she wouldn't just leave him alone in the early morning sun. Surely she had somewhere more important to be, something else to do. "And you?" he asked, almost indifferently.