ovations: (lyney40)
𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐞𝐲🎩 ([personal profile] ovations) wrote in [community profile] primos 2024-02-01 06:13 pm (UTC)

[ Just as ironic as it was that Wriothesley ran into Lynette, the sound of that calm voice hitting his ears makes Lyney think great, just my luck. He wanted to get his chest looked at and go to bed and yet, here the man was. The cause for grief, the frustrations that boiled over in ways he couldn't just let go... Lyney listened to him when he said that the ring was a good way to get frustrations out, tried it and even if he got destroyed in it, he took the winnings as a sign that it was alright. Maybe, just maybe, this was worth it in the long run.

Something of a simple command falls on the air and the boy squints — watching as he turns and walks back to that sanctuary that Lyney was just starting to get comfortable in. He shouldn't – that's not his home nor place to lay claim. Ever the fool, Lyney follows without a complaint. Feet dragging, eyes downcast a little.

He's sore, able to work, but if he keeps this up – that's where Sigewinne suggests he will run into problems. A week of bottling up his feelings leave the kid feeling frustrated and lonely, but it makes him feel most like there's unfinished business.

When they make it into Wriothesley's office, the door creaks shut and his mouth is his worst enemy. ]


I'm not feeling up for tea, Your Grace.

[ A bit of a snarky hiss to his voice, but Lyney holds it well together to not be too antagonistic. ]

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