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He knew -- of course-- the conversation was going to be bad. That they're all here was warning enough. And it had still managed to be worse than expected. And...different.
He hadn't expected to be calm afterwards, and he's not. And this place is definitely not Paris, where he'd know exactly where to find the right partners for the right kind of fighting or anything else to move through it. But there is supposed to be an Outside, though he hasn't had a chance to explore it.
And Outside is proving to be just the thing, a bitterly cold early winter night, with the first hints of a storm flashing in the sky. He's wandered a fair way into the forest, alternately shouting outrages at people who aren't there or as silent as a dead man should be. He's punched a few trees,lost track of his time, almost managed to lose his sense of direction.
...Make that definitely lose his sense of direction. Or maybe the trees really aren't where they were earlier.
Good. He needs something to focus on. He leans against one of the trees and watches the dark in the woods, looking for anything moving.
He hadn't expected to be calm afterwards, and he's not. And this place is definitely not Paris, where he'd know exactly where to find the right partners for the right kind of fighting or anything else to move through it. But there is supposed to be an Outside, though he hasn't had a chance to explore it.
And Outside is proving to be just the thing, a bitterly cold early winter night, with the first hints of a storm flashing in the sky. He's wandered a fair way into the forest, alternately shouting outrages at people who aren't there or as silent as a dead man should be. He's punched a few trees,lost track of his time, almost managed to lose his sense of direction.
...Make that definitely lose his sense of direction. Or maybe the trees really aren't where they were earlier.
Good. He needs something to focus on. He leans against one of the trees and watches the dark in the woods, looking for anything moving.
