Fool's Rook [Closed]

[saronym]

The bruising hand fell forgotten to his side. His eyes remained on Kama’s face observing the spreading crimson on his chin, the marvelous consequence of his strike. A flash of sadistic delight sparkled in the grey oculars accompanied by a subtle upward curve at the corners of his mouth. Even when the doctor turned away, Owen was gratified to note how the other man stepped carefully. He estimated that Kama hurt more or was stunned more than he cared to let on. Although that was not exactly a brilliant observation, given than a prideful man like Kama would surely try to minimize displays of pain.

Pleased with the results, Owen stole a quick glance behind him at Sairus, more or less out of a habit to assess the tactical situation. He didn’t want to be ambushed from behind by the sizable, disagreeable lynx guarding the door. Much to his surprise and satisfaction, Sai had a strange little grin on his face. Even so, any points he won with the cat wouldn’t stop Owen from continuing to run his mouth at the risk of those points.

“No. You will fix her to my liking--and I mean my liking. You're gonna put me back inside her.” If that odd choice of phrase conjured up unsavory images of Owen literally inside Julianna, well that was the point. If Owen was worried that Kama was being truthful about Julianna’s state being permanent, he didn’t show it. Or he was in denial. Even so, somewhere in his mind some doubts he entertained about Julianna’s affections for him were contented to learn of her prolonged mourning; even if that meant he sort of took pleasure to learn how long she hurt for him. He refused to let any of these revelations--her grief, Belial, the children’s lives, his so-called ruination of her life--disturb him. Now that he was comfortably angry he clung to the feeling like a shipwrecked sailor to his life raft.

When Kama was finished Owen scoffed as if he were scandalized. He then clicked his tongue and wagged an index finger at the other man, like a parent or teacher scolding a small child. "Now now, Kama, no need to get all riled up. I know you don't mean those things. When I ruin Julianna's life again, it will most certainly also be your problem." 

His head suddenly cocked to the side as if something funny had occurred to him. The sadistic look morphed into a full smile that didn’t touch the eyes. It was no less a perverse expression. He squared his hips with Kama’s desk, letting his fingers idly brushing patterns along the surface as he spoke. “It’s funny that you never considered using this little magic trick on Victoria. What better way for you to get Sairus out of your bed than to make her forget him? Assuming he’s still fucking your wife that is." Owen stole a glance at Sairus again, this time it was mock suspicious. He bent closer to Kama over the desk, cupped his hand around his mouth, and lowered his voice as if to share a secret with him. "Though I suppose the trick works best when the subject you’re trying to erase is dead. Maybe you should work on that instead.” He shrugged casually as if he hadn’t just suggested anything out of the ordinary.

There was really no point to this additional commentary other than to humiliate Kama even further and deflect the attention away from the uncomfortable subject of his own wife.