Thread:Feed Her To The Wolves/@comment-34928186-20191112022657/@comment-36459171-20191124015815

Genji couldn't say that he was relieved that Metallica had came since the man always seemed just a little out of it, but at least the attention was drawn to him. He couldn't believe that Eurythmic was his daughter with such contrasting personalities, they were like polar opposites. However, the man had raised him as one of his own and Genji knew that he could never repay that. He still respected the man; Even though Metallica seemed like he had astral planed to another dimension, the man had rubbed off on the boy and taught him some wise lessons that he knew would stick with him for a long time.

"Thanks, Metallica." He mumbled beneath his breath, pulling himself from the man and slithering through the crowd until he finally emerged. Before he could be sucked back into that mess he took off in the opposite direction back towards the lake he and Eurythmic had been just before. He perched along the water's edge, studying the soft ripples of the water before taking a deep breath. He could remember sitting here alongside Metallica, the two meditating, and Genji had to admit it was the most at peace he had ever been. And so crossing his legs, he closed his eyes, the faint shimmer of Dragon's Breath barely able to be seen, but existing beside him.

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The more he studied her, drowning out all her remarks, the more he noticed how stiff she was and how she paced like a tiger in a cage. He realized that it probably was linked to all her behaviour before with the constant need for arguing. With a reluctant sigh, knowing Eisidisi would be on his ass about this for the next decade, he offered, "Let's walk." Though he tried to sound relaxed about it, it came out as more of a command. Without bothering to see if she were following, he began trekking at a steady pace, speaking, "I can see the stiffness in your shoulders. If it gets you to stop yelling at me, let's go."