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Tazenhani · 09-21-2011, 01:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Pinky

Damien didn't chuckle or give a smirk like he typically did with Sabel. Instead he shook his head slightly. "I am just old and paranoid, kid. That's all. I have been... wondering if my actions will come back to bite Gemini in the end. I am just keeping an eye out on her when I am not there to properly protect her is all," he said a bit cryptically. Sabel wasn't dumb. On the contrary, the kid was quite intelligent and often picked up on what was being said in between the lines. He hoped this was one of those moments where Sabel had clarity.

"This old friend got a name? A criminal history... a brain in his head? Or her. Is it a her?" he rambled a bit.

Letting out a slow breath, Sabel drew one hand across the back of his neck and scrubbed it. "Paranoia is unbased fears and assumptions that have no solidity in logic, Damien." They both knew the risks, the 'what ifs' were just formalities of hope. "We won't let anything happen to her or your child." His eyes found his friend's, intent with promise. "Or to you."

He couldn't speak for everyone, but he wasn't about to let Jackson Junior grow up fatherless. No matter what it took.

"Simon...he's from Hogwarts. Clean as a whistle. You'd like him." Resting his head back against the door, he cast his eyes about the room as if checking for any indication that someone might be listening in on their private conversation. The her was a ship set sailing. Not something Damien needed to know about right now.

"...Was it the letter Evander got?" Because before the worry had been present, but not actualized. Not like this.

09-21-2011, 01:47 AM	#34 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Pinky Damien didn't chuckle or give a smirk like he typically did with Sabel. Instead he shook his head slightly. "I am just old and paranoid, kid. That's all. I have been... wondering if my actions will come back to bite Gemini in the end. I am just keeping an eye out on her when I am not there to properly protect her is all," he said a bit cryptically. Sabel wasn't dumb. On the contrary, the kid was quite intelligent and often picked up on what was being said in between the lines. He hoped this was one of those moments where Sabel had clarity. "This old friend got a name? A criminal history... a brain in his head? Or her. Is it a her?" he rambled a bit. Letting out a slow breath, Sabel drew one hand across the back of his neck and scrubbed it. "Paranoia is unbased fears and assumptions that have no solidity in logic, Damien." They both knew the risks, the 'what ifs' were just formalities of hope. "We won't let anything happen to her or your child." His eyes found his friend's, intent with promise. "Or to you." He couldn't speak for everyone, but he wasn't about to let Jackson Junior grow up fatherless. No matter what it took. "Simon...he's from Hogwarts. Clean as a whistle. You'd like him." Resting his head back against the door, he cast his eyes about the room as if checking for any indication that someone might be listening in on their private conversation. The her was a ship set sailing. Not something Damien needed to know about right now. "...Was it the letter Evander got?" Because before the worry had been present, but not actualized. Not like this. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.