03-06-2017, 09:11 PM
His ocean eyes watch curiously as the mare's scowl deepens.
And deepens.
And deepens.
You know when your narrator types a word too many times, that it no longer looks like a word?
His own grin remains, despite the roan's continually dampening mood, and Dahmer is patient while she takes a moment to rein in her frustrations. His mind flashes to the seconds, minutes, hours he used to wait for Sid Malone to contain his rage so they could return to their training. Dahmer knows patience.
When she finds her voice, it's exasperated. The heaviness of it is not lost on him, but he refrains from commenting, and instead waits until she introduces herself, her voice a bit softer this time around. "A pleasure," courteously.
Suddenly, Heartfire is quizzical and the majority of her scowl disappears. Dahmer's bright blue eyes meet hers and he shifts his dark body beneath the sun. He chuckles, the corners of his lips curling, and gives his newest acquaintance a friendly nod. "I like to live life on the edge," he says with a shrug. "Do you often search for new ways to wake napping strangers?"
There is still laughter on the wind as he gives her a blue-eyed wink.
And deepens.
And deepens.
You know when your narrator types a word too many times, that it no longer looks like a word?
His own grin remains, despite the roan's continually dampening mood, and Dahmer is patient while she takes a moment to rein in her frustrations. His mind flashes to the seconds, minutes, hours he used to wait for Sid Malone to contain his rage so they could return to their training. Dahmer knows patience.
When she finds her voice, it's exasperated. The heaviness of it is not lost on him, but he refrains from commenting, and instead waits until she introduces herself, her voice a bit softer this time around. "A pleasure," courteously.
Suddenly, Heartfire is quizzical and the majority of her scowl disappears. Dahmer's bright blue eyes meet hers and he shifts his dark body beneath the sun. He chuckles, the corners of his lips curling, and gives his newest acquaintance a friendly nod. "I like to live life on the edge," he says with a shrug. "Do you often search for new ways to wake napping strangers?"
There is still laughter on the wind as he gives her a blue-eyed wink.
D A H M E R
break some bread
for all my sins