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Erindipity · 10-03-2011, 03:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Sabel froze. Everything just...froze.

His eyes fell on the wands beside him. He couldn't understand. He couldn't fully comprehend it. Sure, before he had been so fed up he didn't care if he lost his job, but faced with the reality of it....it was beyond him.

"What.....did you want me to do?" His voice came quietly, unsteady. "I....I'm doing what you asked me to do. I'm...not arguing with you. I'm listening to you!" His eyes snapped up to the man he had trusted, the man that had been close to him. "What more do you want?! All of you?! What do you bloody want from me?!" He did one thing, he got hit. He did the opposite, it was still wrong.

The older man turned his head and glanced over his shoulder for a moment before stopping right at the wall and putting a hand out to steady himself.

"I don't want anything from you, Sabel. Just finish up and go home. You can report in to... Isobel in the morning. She can take your training from here I think. I will oversee it, of course. But I believe that my involvement in your training is clouding the bigger picture here. I fear your comfort level with me will only hinder you. Just... clean up." THe man sounded as tired as he was... as old as he was... and as hurt... nah he didn't sound hurt. Heh. He would never let that show through.

He was still picking his way through the poop strewn bathroom. -- almost to the door now... just a little bit further.

10-03-2011, 03:31 AM	#96 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Sabel froze. Everything just...froze. His eyes fell on the wands beside him. He couldn't understand. He couldn't fully comprehend it. Sure, before he had been so fed up he didn't care if he lost his job, but faced with the reality of it....it was beyond him. "What.....did you want me to do?" His voice came quietly, unsteady. *"I....I'm doing what you asked me to do. I'm...not arguing with you. I'm listening* to you!" His eyes snapped up to the man he had trusted, the man that had been close to him. "What more do you want?! All of you?! What do you bloody want from me?!"** He did one thing, he got hit. He did the opposite, it was still wrong. The older man turned his head and glanced over his shoulder for a moment before stopping right at the wall and putting a hand out to steady himself. "I don't want anything from you, Sabel. Just finish up and go home. You can report in to... Isobel in the morning. She can take your training from here I think. I will oversee it, of course. But I believe that my involvement in your training is clouding the bigger picture here. I fear your comfort level with me will only hinder you. Just... clean up." THe man sounded as tired as he was... as old as he was... and as hurt... nah he didn't sound hurt. Heh. He would never let that show through. He was still picking his way through the poop strewn bathroom. -- almost to the door now... just a little bit further.