leave the darkness behind

Saul Stormbringer · 01-31-2012, 05:19 PM

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Saul hadn't, in all honesty, noticed how bright it was. For late january, Saul expected the weather to have remained grey and dreary with a constant threat of rain hanging over their heads. The sudden, unexpected, burst of sunshine was a welcomed reprieve from the usually overcast skies and Saul was never one to complain. So while X'yrin shielded her face, Saul allowed the rays to warm his back, a pleasant sensation that made him want to hum with pleasure. Still, his mind turned to combat and he registered the advantage. She mumbled a response to his statement about the brightness and he snorted softly. X'yrin was clearly not one accustomed to small talk.

He watched a moment as he moved to comb through her hair. Saul had always kept his hair relatively short compared to a lot of Luperci and he found it easier to maintain it how it was. There were times that it grew over his eyes and he would have to find someone with a steady enough hands to get a relatively clean cut so that he could see out. She seemed to grow excited for the moment before she allowed a soft comment to roll forth from her mouth. Jazper was an unfamiliar name to him, but he didn't feel the need to ask her about whomever it may be. Her friends were her friends and he had no interest in pushing in to every aspect of her life whenever there was something he didn't know. Casa di Cavelieri was clearly a pack that X'yrin was at least a little familiar with, so perhaps they would get on well with whomever would be instructing them.

He watched as the female began to comb more decisively through her hair, splitting it into three before twisting her fingers until she began to braid it. Saul had always been a little cack handed when it came to these kinds of things and Wretch had lost out on a lot of these girly things. Half of it was due to Saul's lack of knowledge and the other half was her inability to trust anyone else, not even Siku properly. He pushed thoughts of Wretch away, a painful twist in his gut telling him that it was too painful at the moment to think on. While he knew she wasn't dead, there was a certain amount of anxiety in the fact that he hadn't gotten closure on her leaving. He concentrated again as she finished, twisting it into a knot at the end and tossing it over her shoulder. She asked him a question and he considered for a moment.

"Would hand to hand be okay? I don't have any weapons that I'm comfortable using..." He said, hoping it would be favourable to her if they could simply spar. He thought it would be simpler this way. He already had a strong suspicion that she would best him at anything anyway, but there was no harm in practising.

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