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The Writing on the Wall CH10The thought of going back to that horrible house, by the front gates or otherwise, made me want to pull at my hair and break out in hives.  It was not possible to bring about the latter on command, and though I could have managed the former right there in the car, I would have likely thumped Soterios in the back of the head with my knobby elbow.  And that would have been a pity.

So there I sat.  Sullen as a baby denied a favourite plaything.

Safe from my erstwhile wrath on the opposite side of the backseat, Demetrius contemplated.  Occasionally he would sit up straighter and make as if to speak, but then he would glance at me out of the cor
The Writing on the Wall CH9Once we hit the main road, everyone's moods improved.  The skies were clear, as if the rain of the previous day had been a fluke rather than a sign of summer.  I had already given up on my idea of imparting wisdom to Soterios.  His life in Zurhykeh had been more useful and well-spent than mine had been.  It was embarrassing to realise that for all the time I had spent out of it, I had nothing valid to offer.

He'd tried asking me questions about the city and what was expected of the people who lived there, but I didn't actually know.  Not in finite terms that would have meant anything.

It didn't help that he asked absurdly practical things,
The Writing on the Wall CH8Everything looked different in the morning.  Or rather, I felt less annoyed.  That helped my perception a good deal.  My first thought was that my back hurt.  My second was that someone's arm was in my face.

Then I remembered where we were, and sat up far too quickly.  The arm ended up in my lap, and my torso gave me what for.  Gingerly holding a hand over my side, I stared blankly at the hand in my lap.  It belonged to Demetrius.

I scowled at it and slapped it aside.  Unfortunately, this petulant act woke up, and he was sitting up and stretching as if he had already been doing so before I'd even moved.

He mumbled a good morning, smiling l

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Found my sketchbook! This is....many weeks old, but it's the best part of my first page.

Pundit be mine and belongs in Someone Else's Love Story.
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~Paladin343 Aug 21, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
Eee Pundit!
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~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 21, 2008
How I love him. :aww:
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~Paladin343 Aug 21, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
:nod:
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~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 22, 2008
Eee .
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~Paladin343 Aug 30, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
Pundit is love.
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~Kid-Apocalypse Sep 1, 2008
That he is. And one day he will get love.
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~Paladin343 Sep 2, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
:nod:
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~Kid-Apocalypse Sep 3, 2008
:plotting:
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~Mayaj Aug 19, 2008
baaaah CUTE!
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~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 19, 2008
:thanks: From back when you said I should draw him, I think.
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