Fool's Rook [Closed]

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After the kisses were exchanged, Owen turned away from Darcias and didn’t look back even when she wished them luck or waved goodbye. He was thoroughly vexed with the Darkwillows. All of them, and this was increasingly including his missing wife. Maybe especially her. Where did she get off running around and hiding from everyone? His life would be much easier if she would be good and stay put like she was told. If he weren’t desperate to see her he might have found it amusing, even endearing, that she managed to slip through the fingers of her siblings and guardsman.

Owen paused in the hall allowing Sai to reach him and then he matched the other man’s gait. “Valesport then.” Owen replied curtly all the while constructing mental maps of the most efficient routes to get to the city, “It makes sense. She and ‘Dite were always close.”

It seemed the talkative man had spent all his energy in the past couple of verbal battles and needed to regain his strength.

Owen missed a step his eyes scanned the room in confusion. He was caught of guard when Sairus actually referenced Julianna as Owen's ‘wife.’ A bit unexpected. A slip of the tongue maybe, but not a bad one. Or maybe he was being agreeable again. When had he become useful and almost likable? When had they ever had a shared goal? Very recently. And never.Owen quickly regained himself and matched strides with the taller man.

“I can’t say I blame her. I’d get the fuck out of town too if I knew you were looking for me.” This statement didn’t come across with any bite but was actually an amiable quip. Owen was being agreeable back to Sai, even playful. Weird.

Once outside Owen unlocked the ‘Vette and swung into the driver’s seat. He put the keys in the ignition but didn’t start the car. Instead he rummaged around in the console and glove compartment until his fingers grasped what they were looking for. A titanium bead necklace from which an older set of his military ID tags hung. They were printed with scant vital info.

Hart, Owen R.
CTN Spec R GC3759
AB Pos

Owen threaded Julianna’s rings onto the necklace and fastened it around his neck. He tucked it all away from sight in his shirt feeling cool metal against his sternum. When his passenger was settled Owen started the car and followed the cobbled path away from the academy. Once off campus grounds, he drove through the city in the general direction of the interstate.

Owen was quiet for most of the ride through the city. He replayed his encounter with Darcias in his mind thinking of all the ways the conversation could have gone. He couldn’t help but feel unsatisfied.