Owen's cold stare was accompanied by an amused grin at Sairus' childish denial of their family ties. The lynx was much more easily ruffled than Kama was. “Say that to Victoria.” He dared the other man when the protestations died down. If it were to be a competition of immaturity, Owen could certainly win at that. Without further words on the matter, he was left to follow after Sairus. His patience for Sai and Kama’s dismissive attitudes towards him was quickly wearing thin. He followed close enough to catch Sairus' theory as to why Elliot was interested in him. He slammed the office door closed behind him and remained silent in regards to Kama’s demands as to his whereabouts. While he processed the new information, Owen’s mouth remained closed with a clenched jaw and grinding teeth. His icy, critical gaze flicked from the lynx to the doctor and back again. Owen realized that he, for once, actually had the moral high ground.
In silence, his personal effects were released onto a chair in front of Kama's desk and Owen began dressing himself. He shoved his legs into a pair of worn jeans before tearing off his hospital gown, sparing them the exposure to a full frontal. If clasping jeans and a belt could be haughty, Owen's hands were performing the motions with those mannerisms. He began a tirade with a low voice nearly trembling with indignation, "So let me get this straight. Number one. Juliana is missing." He emphasized the final word with a rough slap of his hand on Kama's desk. He leaned on his hand to move closer to the other man. Owen had the vantage point to gaze down at the doctor from his looming stance, and directed an accusing finger at the man behind the desk, "You two don't have a fucking clue where she is." Although he only pointed at Kama, it was meant for both men, as he glanced at Sai momentarily over his still bare shoulder.
Straightening up to pull a simple navy cotton shirt over his head, Owen continued. "You're so fucking incompetent that Elliot resorted to bringing a dead man from 10 years in the grave to find this woman? You realize how fucking stupid that makes you look, right?" He shook his head with a strange, knowing smile that bordered something like pride. "Luckily for you, she must have picked up a few habits from me over the years." Owen was referring to his knack hiding in plain sight. He had skillfully hid her and their children (for a time) from the Covenant whilst living right under the organization's jurisdiction. He would take credit for her ability to stay under the radar, whether it had anything to do with him or not. He was also getting off topic which was his tendency when ranting.
“Number two. Sounds like I’m not the one in danger by Elliot, as you would have me believe Kama, but rather Juliana is. And you,” he spat the word, “kept this to yourself. What purpose does that serve? Who do you think benefits from keeping secrets like that? So you must have thought I was going to lay down like a dog and behave with only empty, vague threats? So I'm just supposed to do whatever you say and play along like a pawn in whatever game you have going with your brother? And what, you think I don’t have a right to know anything about my wife, anymore?” Again the emphasis that Juliana was his. He whirled around to face Sairus. He wouldn't give either man anytime to protest or say anything in self defense. “You, meanwhile, have one fucking job--aside from being Victoria’s little sex toy--" that jab was for both men, really, not that it was pertinent to the conversation, "protect Juliana. And guess what, for as long as I’ve known you, you’ve done a royal shit job. So fuck you, too.”
With brusque motions, Owen slipped into his leather bomber jacket and shouldered his pack. "I can see I'm wasting my time. I can figure out how to find her on my own from here. I guaren-fuckin’-tee it that the Covenant has kept better tabs on her than you two." He made as if to leave the office, brushing roughly past Sairus. Owen didn't realize that in his rant he admitted he had been covertly looking for Juliana (and unsuccessfully) which was something he obviously had not confessed to Kama during the examination. He also had suggested that he had been in contact with people from the Covenant. He wouldn't admit that the main reason for coming to Kama was to ask for advice on how to find his wife. He had easily tracked down almost all of his former friends, family members, and even colleagues and made contact with several of them. He wouldn't admit he was terrified for Juliana and he was desperate for any information either man would offer him. But his wounded pride, and blinding anger interfered with his ability to ask for help from men who so hated him. It was a stale mate then.
In silence, his personal effects were released onto a chair in front of Kama's desk and Owen began dressing himself. He shoved his legs into a pair of worn jeans before tearing off his hospital gown, sparing them the exposure to a full frontal. If clasping jeans and a belt could be haughty, Owen's hands were performing the motions with those mannerisms. He began a tirade with a low voice nearly trembling with indignation, "So let me get this straight. Number one. Juliana is missing." He emphasized the final word with a rough slap of his hand on Kama's desk. He leaned on his hand to move closer to the other man. Owen had the vantage point to gaze down at the doctor from his looming stance, and directed an accusing finger at the man behind the desk, "You two don't have a fucking clue where she is." Although he only pointed at Kama, it was meant for both men, as he glanced at Sai momentarily over his still bare shoulder.
Straightening up to pull a simple navy cotton shirt over his head, Owen continued. "You're so fucking incompetent that Elliot resorted to bringing a dead man from 10 years in the grave to find this woman? You realize how fucking stupid that makes you look, right?" He shook his head with a strange, knowing smile that bordered something like pride. "Luckily for you, she must have picked up a few habits from me over the years." Owen was referring to his knack hiding in plain sight. He had skillfully hid her and their children (for a time) from the Covenant whilst living right under the organization's jurisdiction. He would take credit for her ability to stay under the radar, whether it had anything to do with him or not. He was also getting off topic which was his tendency when ranting.
“Number two. Sounds like I’m not the one in danger by Elliot, as you would have me believe Kama, but rather Juliana is. And you,” he spat the word, “kept this to yourself. What purpose does that serve? Who do you think benefits from keeping secrets like that? So you must have thought I was going to lay down like a dog and behave with only empty, vague threats? So I'm just supposed to do whatever you say and play along like a pawn in whatever game you have going with your brother? And what, you think I don’t have a right to know anything about my wife, anymore?” Again the emphasis that Juliana was his. He whirled around to face Sairus. He wouldn't give either man anytime to protest or say anything in self defense. “You, meanwhile, have one fucking job--aside from being Victoria’s little sex toy--" that jab was for both men, really, not that it was pertinent to the conversation, "protect Juliana. And guess what, for as long as I’ve known you, you’ve done a royal shit job. So fuck you, too.”
With brusque motions, Owen slipped into his leather bomber jacket and shouldered his pack. "I can see I'm wasting my time. I can figure out how to find her on my own from here. I guaren-fuckin’-tee it that the Covenant has kept better tabs on her than you two." He made as if to leave the office, brushing roughly past Sairus. Owen didn't realize that in his rant he admitted he had been covertly looking for Juliana (and unsuccessfully) which was something he obviously had not confessed to Kama during the examination. He also had suggested that he had been in contact with people from the Covenant. He wouldn't admit that the main reason for coming to Kama was to ask for advice on how to find his wife. He had easily tracked down almost all of his former friends, family members, and even colleagues and made contact with several of them. He wouldn't admit he was terrified for Juliana and he was desperate for any information either man would offer him. But his wounded pride, and blinding anger interfered with his ability to ask for help from men who so hated him. It was a stale mate then.
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