Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-28578706-20190518233936/@comment-28578706-20190519173747

Arath was quiet for a moment his gaze meeting Uriel's his heart-ached hearing Eae faintly behind him. His chest heaved as he puffed out small clouds of smoke, he looked hurt and enraged. "You're 73 years too late..." He muttered his voice gruff and raspy, "73 years...In which a few I remained living. Fighting. Till I was killed." He slowly lowered his head his pupils stilted, "I tried. To live for you. In hopes when I died you'd accept me. You wouldn't RUN from me again." He tensed and lifted his head a deadly stare plastered upon his sharp features, "But I see now I'm only chasing a dream." He slowly turned away, "A dream I wished came true. A dream I came home to ever night. I fought to come back to. What do I get. Cheated on. Left alone. All because of what...Work? You complain about me being in a gang YET you did all of that to me because of YOURS." His words laced with venom. "Eae!" He snapped back towards the angel who had managed to fend off for herself. "We're leaving." Before the woman could disagree he walked up to her and grabbed her wrist. "Clearly we both wont be getting what we want." He grumbled tugging her along towards the door.