Great Expeditions

Zeitgeist · 06-13-2012, 10:02 AM

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Leave me bleeding on the bed, see you right back here tomorrow, for the next round.Keep this scene inside your head, as the bruises turn to yellow, and the swelling goes down..

Word Count → ### :: Heh, not that it completely worked though.

While the map most certainly was a prized possession of the dog Zeitgeist found that he wasn't quite as taken with it as the female seemed to be. She seemed to enjoy it for exactly what it was while Z enjoyed it for the memories that were attached to it. It really did fascinate him just how much Drin was enthralled with the bit of parchment that Zeitgeist had pretty much taken for granted. But that was pretty much the way it was with the other possessions that Zeitgeist had. He was simply used to having them and seeing them that he was unable to marvel at them as it was certain that this female would.

Zeitgeist wasn't much of a cook either. He knew just simple things really. He could heat up a meal that had gone cold and knew just a bit about seasoning, though the seasoning he did was to his own taste. He had no knowledge at all of making the sweetbreads that he so enjoyed adding pieces of meat to. So really all he could cook was meat and that was mainly on a spit over a fire. It had always been enough for him to know that small amount. If he had ever been in the mood for something different, or fancier even, then he would simply purchase it. But well, that way of life simply wouldn't pass on this side of the world. At least not if he wished to continue to survive.

A smile tugged upon his maw when the female returned his desire to meet again. Things were going so well and then they all crumpled away as the female pulled away and distanced herself from him. Zeitgeist dropped his hand and quickly hung his head to hide the hurt that had flashed briefly through his eyes. First abandoned and now rejected, he certainly wasn't having any luck at all. "Don't." He spoke softly and quietly, removing Drin's hand from his chest. He busied himself with folding up his map and carefully tucking it back into the pocket in his vest. He wasn't feeling quite up to a lesson at the moment.

The dog solemnly shook his head at her suggestion, drawing his knees up to his chest and holding them there. "It would be unwise to keep you away from your man. I doubt that he would be happy to learn that you spent the night away from him with some other male even if nothing should happen." He had lifted his head to stare off in the distance as he spoke rather than looking anywhere near the female. A hand was reached up to run back through his loose hair as he had removed the strip from his hair in order to try back Drin's hair instead. Feeling the leather gone only reminded him of all those touches throughout this encounter and how at any one of them Drin could have put a stop to them or even warn that she was unable to be pursued so that he wouldn't have made such a fool of himself. Had he completely read the situation wrong? He had thought with certainty that Drin had been interested.

Zeitgeist lost himself to his thoughts as he wondered over if he should say more or not. He could offer up that there was someone he desired as well though he already knew that nothing was ever likely to come to pass with that. He could offer that he saw no reason for the heart to be limited to one for it was quicker to be broken should that one never be able to feel the same. Or even that he saw nothing wrong with separating what the heart desires from the desires of the body. He couldn't say that he had ever slept with anyone because his heart wished for them but simply because it had been an entirely physical attraction. He had felt the same here, though a bit more than just lust. He wouldn't have minded continuing something more with Palaydrian. But no, he held his tongue and spoke none of that. He couldn't even bring himself to force her away and into the arms of her man. And as he couldn't settle on what more to say he ended up saying nothing further but only listening to see if she would actually leave or not.

And if you're ever around, in the city or the suburbs, of this town,
Be sure to come around, I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown,
like pierrot the clown.

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