He’d been correct then in his assumptions, it seemed. No smart remarks about knowing, no snap-beat responses with a word like ‘duh’—he wasn’t fond of that word. Just a questionable ‘yes’. He wasn’t certain if he were more aggravated right then because of the confirmation—real, tangible, not suspicion (damn Isabella-sama if she knew)—or if there was a mild pang of sadness in his chest. Even in the modern world, packs generally did a decent job of not letting other therians shift through the cracks—wholly unaware of what they really were after the change happened. He recalled being confused himself...
He let the thought die as immediately as it'd come. The pup was terrified; his fear was overwhelming almost.
His heart felt a bit ragged with the knowledge that even if Isabella-sama didn’t know he was naive to their world she would still insist on Marcus keeping him in his care. He didn’t want to think about it. At all. and yet, his mind kept coming back to it.
He released Axel as he whined out a ‘why’. He tempered down his baser instincts well enough not to snap at him, especially when he asked if Marcus were going to kill him. The komodo didn’t roll his eyes—because that would be infantile. Instead, he released him and stepped out of the shower. “Get dressed and pack a bag.” All at once the scales, claws, and fangs slipped away—receding as he shut his eyes and shook his head once—like shedding water. He turned and moved to leave the bathroom, speaking again as he did so, as he swiped a thumb over the ring on his hand and the armor and sword faded to nothing. “I’ll have someone retrieve the rest of your things.” A pause. “The computer.” A breadcrumb, perhaps?
Because he had, afterall, broken into his apartment and terrorized him. and now that his faculties were in a much better state, he was beginning to assess how this must feel to the pup—one who obviously didn’t know what the hell was going on. It’d have been different if he at least knew about The Other and The Veil. But he didn’t.
Marcus wasn’t going to let his guard down, but he could smell that Axel’s feelings were at least genuine in that regard. He wasn't trying to trick him into a false sense of security.
He sighed once before moving to lean against a wall in the small studio apartment, arms crossing over his chest as his head dropped just so. Relaxing, almost.
He let the thought die as immediately as it'd come. The pup was terrified; his fear was overwhelming almost.
His heart felt a bit ragged with the knowledge that even if Isabella-sama didn’t know he was naive to their world she would still insist on Marcus keeping him in his care. He didn’t want to think about it. At all. and yet, his mind kept coming back to it.
He released Axel as he whined out a ‘why’. He tempered down his baser instincts well enough not to snap at him, especially when he asked if Marcus were going to kill him. The komodo didn’t roll his eyes—because that would be infantile. Instead, he released him and stepped out of the shower. “Get dressed and pack a bag.” All at once the scales, claws, and fangs slipped away—receding as he shut his eyes and shook his head once—like shedding water. He turned and moved to leave the bathroom, speaking again as he did so, as he swiped a thumb over the ring on his hand and the armor and sword faded to nothing. “I’ll have someone retrieve the rest of your things.” A pause. “The computer.” A breadcrumb, perhaps?
Because he had, afterall, broken into his apartment and terrorized him. and now that his faculties were in a much better state, he was beginning to assess how this must feel to the pup—one who obviously didn’t know what the hell was going on. It’d have been different if he at least knew about The Other and The Veil. But he didn’t.
Marcus wasn’t going to let his guard down, but he could smell that Axel’s feelings were at least genuine in that regard. He wasn't trying to trick him into a false sense of security.
He sighed once before moving to lean against a wall in the small studio apartment, arms crossing over his chest as his head dropped just so. Relaxing, almost.
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~
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