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At the feminine hiss of his superior’s voice, uniquely shaded eyes wandered up to investigate the existence of frustration that was bubbling to the surface of her dark face. Was it her wish to crack open a shell and claw through unattractive entrails within? Again, she was left with nothing, but it wasn’t because of a conscious choice to keep her wanting. Her words, what ever could they mean? Thoughts wrapped tight around those words, and he wondered. Emptiness was all he knew, and although he would not answer her question, he wondered if it was true. Though, the obvious dawned on him as sudden and quick as spring rain, and in his mind existed only melancholy.
But Eris was not finished, and blonde ears slowly swivelled as he did not instantly understand her words. Lips parted slightly to offer a lonely response. He hadn’t expected something of that nature from her—she had a mate and children, and there had never been any interest in the past, though he knew he was ignorant in too many ways. Though, there was a core of aggravated darkness, well notable deep behind golden hair and ribcage prison. She didn’t have to understand anything about him. Death was not sensational, and it was not pretty or foul. ”Conor Soul deserved to die,” his son said, voice untouched by the drop of black brought to life within.
But the threat was not acceptable, though superiors could stretch him further than others could. Though, make no mistake, he didn’t depend on this family he was a member of. He was a part of Salsola, but he could fall away in the blink of an eye if he found reason to walk away. Itachi remembered the uncharacteristic nervousness the silver songbird, and felt it touch the length of his spine. Eris Eternity was probably a beautiful woman, even with curved forms due to her pregnancy. Unfortunately, Itachi did not work like that. He was alone in the world, and did not desire a visually pleasant woman to stand by his side.
”Perhaps not, but we won't know.” his slightly belated reply sounded. It was not meant to sound like a challenge at all. Many things could soften the hard hues on his face, but Eris wasn’t nearly as desirable as she seemed to believe herself to be.
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