It's Not Goodbye Forever

Strelein von Rosnete · 03-03-2011, 07:42 PM

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Well here I is.

So it was time. Noss had told him earlier that day that it was going to be today. Strel had been hard for the entire time leading up to when the man headed downstairs and out of the hotel to meet his sister before they disappeared out of the redhead's life for a month or more. He bet strongly on the more if it were not permanent. There had been no howl yet and the redhead still did not bother leaving his studio, and he refrained from even looking out the window so he would not have to see Noss outside, doing that pacing thing. But when the tailor started going over the same stitch for the third time in a row, he put down the testing material and set aside his needles. It was frustrating enough to be distracted, but to be distracted with the reason outside the house was something else entirely. It truly was, and he could not concentrate like this.

Enough was enough, the redhead left his studio, shutting the double doors and knotting the doors shut to keep out curious kiddies. Stealing himself, the man left the Hotel, feeling the bite of the winter bite. It was getting weaker, but it was still strong enough to make him clench his teeth in the annoyance of it. Noss was still here, pacing as he was wont to do. "She's still not here, is she?" he asked, rather redundantly, arms crossed over his chest as his lavender eyes watching the other man rather coldly to hide the fear behind them. What if the man chose to not return? What if he just never made it back? And there was the ever constant fear of his being left alone, abandoned. It was not pleasant, but he tried his best to keep it back from sight.

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