[m] Tear it all down


POSTED: Sat Jul 07, 2018 5:17 pm

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Without the watchful eye of Azzam, things were… chaotic. And that was likely putting it politely: for as much as Zam was an enabler of their madness, he was also the one the youngest duo sought to please the most, meaning that at the very least their stupidity was to impress Zam and didn’t generally impact the rest of their family, to which he could only assume they all believed was a blessing. He wasn’t as ignorant of his actions as others made out, but he definitely wasn’t as bad as Shakir.

After the fourth case of destruction in the shop, always occurring just as he’d finished cleaning up the last, the small hybrid was one hundred percent done with his shadow of a brother and needed fresh air: storming out of the shop, caring little for the mess he left behind (Shakir made it, so at least this time he could clean it up), a huge grin spread across his maw as he sighted Rami.

Running up to his sibling, he reached out, snagging his brother’s hand and pulling on it to encourage the male to follow.

“Come on Rami, you don’t want to go in there. Shakir’s on a rampage. Please, please, let’s go somewhere else, just for a while!”

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From a cage I created
To a hell that heaven made

POSTED: Sun Oct 07, 2018 10:52 pm

Although he often seemed spacey, Rami was sometimes an intelligent individual. Today, this meant that upon hearing the mess being created in the shop, he remained outside because that meant he couldn't be called guilty by association or be pressed into helping with the cleanup. And there would most certainly be cleanup.

Nope, outside he stayed. He smiled brightly at a Luperci who walked past, although she was also apparently the intelligent sort because she did not enter the shop, either. This was good because Rami didn't really want to tell her that she should probably come back later. Turning away customers was bad for business and he didn't want to get in trouble for that, either.

Then the noise stopped and Rami turned his head a little, nervously, waiting to see if it would be followed by shouting or a resigned silence. Not that he could tell what sort of silence there was from outside; he just knew his brothers well.

Rami let out a startled yelp when Kassim hooked his arm and he wondered if he was about to be dragged back inside to help clean up... Apparently not. He stared with wide eyes at Kassim, allowing himself to be led away from the building.

"Okay!" Rami agreed, partly because it was not as though he had another choice. "Umm where are we going?"

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