Post by Mickey Hassan on Apr 24, 2019 0:30:44 GMT
| The bar was calm at this point in the day. The sun had yet to set fully but it was well on its way to going down the horizon. The patrons for the night of drinking had yet to really start piling in. It was mostly coven members or people who were... lets just say ‘best friends’ certain liquids. Mickey didn't really drink... maybe it was his age or maybe it was just because he did not enjoy that feeling. That feeling of losing control was not something that appealed to him. He was much less useful that way after all. It was all worth it in service to the Lady. He would be her weapon. Her blade. It was just how it had to be. "It feels so strange seeing her not here..." It was kind of sad. Not that he was very worried. Nope not at all haha. He certainly didn’t punch a few holes in any walls when he found out how she had been whisked away. How he wasn’t there when it happened. Failed. Failure. That was how he felt. Though from what others have said she went rather willingly. She is the strongest person he knows so if she really didn’t want to leave then she wouldn’t. There had to be something he was just to stupid to realize. Something she, in her infinite wisdom, had to do or know which he was not privy. It didn’t make this waiting any less. He just had to trust his Lady. She always knew what was right. He was not to question but to obey. He plopped on his sun glasses and took a seat on the stairs near the bar. He would just wait here for a little longer before going home. Maybe talk to someone. He had time to kill. He had all the time in the world since Lady Fane was not here to give him orders. Maybe master Zephyr Hart or that annoyingly useful maddox rothscus ✨ were here. Nope. Well not that he could see from his limited view. There had to be someone he could talk to for a few minutes. Anything to do. |
LAIKA OF GS!
