You Certainly (J)est

Strelein von Rosnete · 04-02-2011, 06:03 PM

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It had not been a total nightmare for the redhead, as he had thought it would be. Initially, he had missed Noss terribly, and though he would never admit it out loud, he had missed the company enough to fall into a short melancholy. But he brought himself out of it, knowing that to sit around and mope was far from appropriate. Strel got out and about, occupying himself with sewing work and with hunting for himself and some of the other folks at the hotel. He met others, and was working hard on that other man's wedding suit. It was trickier than he thought. But mostly, all of it was to make sure his mind was elsewhere instead of wondering when that man would return, and if he would honor his promise and actually come back for him.

Strel was staring at the start of the suit, and often eyed the measurements he had taken of Shawchert for the creation. None of it was done yet but most of it had been cut out or marked out. It had been a month and it was going as he had expected it. So he was not nervous or pushing it yet. In fact, he felt as though he was doing well on time. He sat on the floor, against the wall beneath the sunny window, threading a needle with black thread with two parts of the pants in his lap, held together with plenty of pins. A few were poking through his jeans but he ignored it as he knotted the thread and carefully aligned it with the sewing hem. He started slow, making sure it fit through and look alright, but he picked up speed pretty quickly.

This part of the pant leg was almost half sewn up when he heard that familiar voice and his heart skipped a beat instantly. Strel almost tossed aside his sewing, but realized it was unwise with it half finished and pins still sticking out of it. Laying it on the chair on the other wall, the man slowly smoothed it, hands almost shaking. It's Noss.. he's back.. Clearing his throat, the lavender eyed male closed his studio doors as calmly as he could before walking out the hotel door. So this meant that Noss was back, that he had indeed kept his promise and returned for him, because of him? In the next few minutes, his head got the better of him and his feet took off in a run.

He saw Noss, close by enough to smell him entirely. It was him, that was certain. "Noss..," he said softly, a bit out of breath as he cleared a few trees to see the man standing fully before him.

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