[Her enthusiasm and energy was apparent the moment that she banged open the front door and bustled into the house. It seemed that her day had gone swimmingly, which only irritated him further as his mind played over the voice mail again and again, trying and failing to pick up on every single nuance in that message. Internally he was fighting an internal war between wanting her happiness and his deep-seeded fear of losing her. Everyone tried to take his daughter away; he would sooner burn the world and the next down before he let that happen.
He should have kidnapped the boy the moment he became aware of Ekko, locking the boy up and not killing him. Removing the obstacle without providing it opportunity to cause trouble for him and his. There were a list of people he should do that with apparently. He was slacking while playing 'nice' in this place; perhaps it was long passed time to return to form.
He turned the page of his book blindly, having read and re-read the words without processing them. He closed his eye and forced himself to take a breath to hold in his lungs. This daughter of his would be the death of him again in no time.]
Worked up an appetite, did you? I'll finish the meal then.
[He snapped his book closed, his voice tight but controlled as he pushed himself from the couch and headed for the kitchen.]
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Date: 2025-02-08 02:32 pm (UTC)He should have kidnapped the boy the moment he became aware of Ekko, locking the boy up and not killing him. Removing the obstacle without providing it opportunity to cause trouble for him and his. There were a list of people he should do that with apparently. He was slacking while playing 'nice' in this place; perhaps it was long passed time to return to form.
He turned the page of his book blindly, having read and re-read the words without processing them. He closed his eye and forced himself to take a breath to hold in his lungs. This daughter of his would be the death of him again in no time.]
Worked up an appetite, did you? I'll finish the meal then.
[He snapped his book closed, his voice tight but controlled as he pushed himself from the couch and headed for the kitchen.]