The third morning in the Hagane household brought with it a canvas of grey together alongside it's sickly, pale light. On the third day, much of the Xaelan's strength had at last returned to him - far more than what could have been said of his pride, however.
Resting quietly in a seated position near the centre of the room which had become his home for the past few days, Nhogai's gaze absently reached out through the small window space on the wall before him, unwittingly having placed himself in a state of meditation for the greater part of the morning. Today he had kept the company of a realm that had been thrown into a pit of grief and despair all around him, a concept almost as unfamiliar as all else he had encountered in this place, though one that was still oddly reminiscent of home. The new world had been of stark contrast to it's prideful predecessor, where now it remained domineered by silence with only the occasional weak murmur passing secrets from different corners of the household, creeping almost as though in fear of being detected - all except for that of one presence at least, when that silence was finally, albeit meekly challenged by the discreet intrusion of a familiar voice. The warrior wasted no time offering the small creature his entire focus, jaded though it had become now that hostilities and suspicions both had sealed themselves at a shallow depth beneath his recovering flesh. His heavy gaze rested upon her petite form unrestrained, remaining there for only a short time before offering his answer; a moment to consider the curiosity of today's introduction perhaps somewhat apparent.
"Our futures are decided by our actions, not ourselves" he spoke bluntly in response to the fallen leader's daughter, "Yura". Calm though his voice was, it never lacked that particular edge; one that would never let the girl forget that he was nothing short of a seasoned hunter. Her perceived apathy, an oddity among her kin, would go relatively unnoticed by Nhogai. That was what was to be expected after all. For a blessing, she at least possessed a fortitude the other residents appeared to lack, though it would do little to impress the male. Night and day were the worlds from which each of them had come.
"Three days I was given, and so I've taken" the man continued after a brief pause, disrupting the relatively, silent ambience that had wrapped itself around voices that had lowered for any reason but consideration as he forced himself to his feet, quickly dominating the quaint room space with his towering height.
"I'm going"
His simple, intended message of departure.
Without awaiting any form of response from his saviour, the warrior steadily made his way in the daughter's direction, his eyes focused squarely upon the doorway that lay beyond.
Resting quietly in a seated position near the centre of the room which had become his home for the past few days, Nhogai's gaze absently reached out through the small window space on the wall before him, unwittingly having placed himself in a state of meditation for the greater part of the morning. Today he had kept the company of a realm that had been thrown into a pit of grief and despair all around him, a concept almost as unfamiliar as all else he had encountered in this place, though one that was still oddly reminiscent of home. The new world had been of stark contrast to it's prideful predecessor, where now it remained domineered by silence with only the occasional weak murmur passing secrets from different corners of the household, creeping almost as though in fear of being detected - all except for that of one presence at least, when that silence was finally, albeit meekly challenged by the discreet intrusion of a familiar voice. The warrior wasted no time offering the small creature his entire focus, jaded though it had become now that hostilities and suspicions both had sealed themselves at a shallow depth beneath his recovering flesh. His heavy gaze rested upon her petite form unrestrained, remaining there for only a short time before offering his answer; a moment to consider the curiosity of today's introduction perhaps somewhat apparent.
"Our futures are decided by our actions, not ourselves" he spoke bluntly in response to the fallen leader's daughter, "Yura". Calm though his voice was, it never lacked that particular edge; one that would never let the girl forget that he was nothing short of a seasoned hunter. Her perceived apathy, an oddity among her kin, would go relatively unnoticed by Nhogai. That was what was to be expected after all. For a blessing, she at least possessed a fortitude the other residents appeared to lack, though it would do little to impress the male. Night and day were the worlds from which each of them had come.
"Three days I was given, and so I've taken" the man continued after a brief pause, disrupting the relatively, silent ambience that had wrapped itself around voices that had lowered for any reason but consideration as he forced himself to his feet, quickly dominating the quaint room space with his towering height.
"I'm going"
His simple, intended message of departure.
Without awaiting any form of response from his saviour, the warrior steadily made his way in the daughter's direction, his eyes focused squarely upon the doorway that lay beyond.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
