03-24-2009, 08:08 PM
The silvery blue Savant of Phoenix Valley wasn't about to admit it to himself but his right choice had been wrong after all. The hybrid sat alone on the shoreline bar with bottles of the hard liquor scattered in the sands. He hadn't actually touched much of the alcohol yet but instead had spent his time staring off across the cresting waves as the roll of thunder seemed more threatening than anything. It was like the steady growl of an opponent that wasn't actually going to attack but just wanted you to remember the brute was looming in the background. It wasn't like the overcast sky wasn't warning enough...
DaVinci didn't care though, the world could rain down around him if it wanted, for tonight he had the power to numb his soul to oblivion if he wanted. It would all be a pretty penny to pay when the world returned to the normal pitch and he found that forgetting hadn't lasted long enough. Instead of thinking of just how long it would be until he fell apart the male brought the bottle to his lips, the fierce taste of fire on his throat bringing peace to the present.
DaVinci didn't care though, the world could rain down around him if it wanted, for tonight he had the power to numb his soul to oblivion if he wanted. It would all be a pretty penny to pay when the world returned to the normal pitch and he found that forgetting hadn't lasted long enough. Instead of thinking of just how long it would be until he fell apart the male brought the bottle to his lips, the fierce taste of fire on his throat bringing peace to the present.