The Obstacles We Face

Jaden Ohanzee · 09-03-2011, 02:06 AM

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Enjoyed yours too. LOL!

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As Jaden spoke angrily, he watched this ebony female. Her emerald eyes seemed to envelope most of his perception, but to what point he couldn’t really tell. Truly, he couldn’t read the expression—in his angered state—of her odd interest in his dark blue gaze. All he read was a lack of attention being given to his agitated words and it helped to no end in keeping him pissed off while waiting for an answer.

What Jaden expected was anger and spiteful words to be bashed against his sudden but weak anger. It was needed to keep his temper ablaze. If she wanted to go down that path he could easily draw his dagger and subdue her. Maybe he’d leave some nice bruises and cuts to remind her not to be such a pain in the ass next time.

But that’s not what he got. In the place of anger, he received complements. In the place of spite, he received flirtatious looks and words. This fae was acting odd and the Shishen could see something burning in her eyes that couldn’t be read but he was suddenly too confused, caught off guard, and distracted to respond anyway. All he could muster was a disapproving huff and crossed arms, but his gaze drifted up and down the attractively petite ebony frame presented to him and undoubtedly gave away his true thoughts.

It took Jaden a few seconds to actually compose a worded response and the only way he could was by disregarding her question completely, “My name is Jaden,” he said still sounding a little agitated. Since she hadn’t refueled his anger the man was little more than slightly annoyed and realized he was the one at fault for assuming anyone caught in his firing range would say something before he shot at them. As such he asked, “Are you hurt?” a little curtly and added a small open palm gesture from his crossed arms to show genuine concern despite his temperament.

Jaden does. "Jaden speaks." Jaden thinks.

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