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Post by Fenix on Jul 24, 2009 1:13:19 GMT -5
The last thing she said struck Fenix, as he thought about how opposite he was. Killing had been with him all his life, he had seen it as a child, in starving African families, and in raids by despirate gun-fighters. In the attack on his family and in the battles that broke out in Congo. In the hunts that he had undertaken in order to track and find those responsible for the attack that day and in the very recent killing of the werewolf that caused him to meet Coal in the first place. It was in him, but it was obviously new to her. Perhaps his meeting her was not the best event to occur in her life.
Nevertheless, Fenix wasn't sure what to say, and so, another cliche'd comment came from his mouth, "I'm sorry."
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Post by Starlit Rogue on Jul 24, 2009 1:18:10 GMT -5
"It's not your fault," she said dimissively. "It was my own curiousity. It didn't smell dangerous. But it might have to someone more experienced in tracking." The only thing she's ever killed were deer. And even then she didn't care for it. But the other outcome had she not killed him didn't look favorably either. "Better him then you right?"
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Post by Fenix on Jul 24, 2009 1:22:34 GMT -5
"I don't really look at it that way." Fenix couldn't believe he was about to say the things he was about to say, "there have actually been many a time when I had wished that a confrontation had gone the other way. I've wished many times over that I had died in that river all that time ago... that were, it had no choice in what it was doing. It attacked, and didn't know how to back out. It's people like myself, who do have a choice, who can simply turn away, run, hide, let it be..."
He stopped there, and took a breath. It wasn't something he spoke of often, death, it was just something he accepted, and tried not to think about. It was easier that way.
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Post by Starlit Rogue on Jul 24, 2009 3:14:01 GMT -5
She sighed. "I guess." It didn't really help but she gave a soft smile to let him know she appreciated the effort.
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Post by Fenix on Jul 24, 2009 18:49:30 GMT -5
Fenix tried to lighten the mood, ignoring the sick feeling he had in his stomach.
"Look, tomorrow will be a new day." He reassured, "you don't have to let today get you down. Your alpha will take care of your friend, and perhaps she can be helped. Have to keep your hopes up, and get on with life."
He smiled, in an attempt to get her to feel better, at least slightly. He wasn't so much worried about himself. He was used to this, and he had work to be done. If he tried to make himself feel better, he wouldn't be able to do what he had to. The thought that perhaps there were innocents here who were much less experienced in how cruelty worked, than he had encountered in African countries and even in Britain, lead him to the conclusion that he would have to tread lightly, and do his work in such a way that people may not have to be exposed to the horrors that they so naively believed didn't exist in their lives.
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Post by Starlit Rogue on Jul 25, 2009 0:50:51 GMT -5
"I'll live. It wont keep me down for too long, I promise," she replied honestly.
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Post by Fenix on Jul 25, 2009 1:04:30 GMT -5
Fenix nodded and looked back at the wolf on the floor.
"Do you think she'll turn back?" He asked, unsure as to what he was really expecting as a responce.
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Post by Starlit Rogue on Jul 25, 2009 14:49:27 GMT -5
"I don't know..." she replied before tilting her head to the side. "He's here" She got up and walked to the door to let him and the pack doctor in. Thankfully they weren't too far away. The pack house was nearby. Sure they had an office in the city but the house is where most of them lived. She took them to the hallway Dianna was in. No words were exchanged they looked at Fenix for a moment before turning to the task at hand.
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Post by Fenix on Jul 25, 2009 18:24:02 GMT -5
Fenix watched, curious as to how they went about their work. He took mental notes in their execution of their work, what they did first, and afterwards, how quickly they went about it, what they examined and how they examined it... how easily they untied his knots.
Most events, even trivial, were a learning experience for Fenix. It was important, at least, Set had hammered such a thing into his head as he trained under him. To always watch what others did, make sure you knew how they responded to things, learn their strengths and weaknesses. Even small, seemingly trivial things that one did could be used to your benifit.
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