I have existed since man walked this green earth. I am the god of their wrath.

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# savage
# savage

I'll be here. She's still a WIP

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             ”I-I guess I didn’t hear my alarm.” She spoke as she even - forgot the familiar lay over her eyes called contacts. Her red iris stared at him as he messed with her hair. “I fell asleep reading and… And just it was an interesting read.” She glanced away embarrassed but no blush surfaced on her face due to the lack of body functions as she stared at her brush with a puffed cheek, “We should get looking…”

                                   { }; “I can tell.” Savas teased with a shake of his head. He noticed the color of her eyes and decided he liked this color more than her contacts but he didn’t comment on it. The sin took back his hand when he got her hair the best it was going to get. The bed head was kind of cute, if you asked him. “Books can certainly be interesting.” If you found the right one, that is. Noticing the pouty expression on her face, he blinked before his face fell into a sulk. “I don’t wanna.”

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            She was simply - Late. Clair had slept in and now she was struggle to put her jacket on while brushing her hair out with a skip with a half shoe on. Yes the typical Clair. She did this back in college - so this brought memories back. “I’m here!” She called out to him as she shoved the shoe and jabbed her arm through a sleeve as she tried to brush out her hair. What. A. Dork.

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                                   { }; Late, messy hair and half dressed. It was clear she had been sleeping or just was terribly late. He bit back the laugh that was threatening to bubble up his throat. “Indeed you are.” he said as he reached out and tried his best to smooth out her hair for her. “I haven’t been waiting long.” Isn’t that what gentlemen were suppose to say? Maybe, he wasn’t sure.

                                   { }; Savas was currently waiting on Clair because she had it in her mind that they needed to look for him a apartment. He didn’t want one. It wouldn’t do any good considering it would make the whole apartment building angry. Well the tenants. “Troublesome girl..” mumble, mumble.

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                    A small moment remained silent as she closed her eyes and slowly took her hand off of his cheek. And then she opened her eyes and decided to finally break said silence. “I apologize for what I am about to do.” She commented as kindly as she could before stiffing her hand and smacking her knuckles against his face in the form of of slap - after that she yanked him into a hug that she decided was the best for of apology. “Get a hold of yourself will you? Chaos? You make it sound like every where you go someone is pissed off at you.” She - honestly - was not angry. No this was not her anger face he was seeing more of a confident girl that decided to make a man realize he was being stupid.

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          That’s what she was there for right? “You may not realize it but you could make someone really happy. Moving around all the time and.. Trying to think that not settling down is showing you feel like… Well in simplest terms not happy with yourself.” Pulling away from the hug she placed her forehead against his due to the fact he was leaning down she could do this. Moving both her hands she placed them on either side of his face. “Dumb ass…” She closed her eyes as a small smile rested on her face.

                                   { }; Why was she apologizing? Savas was confused until his neck moved with the sheer force of the slap he was given. Crimson eyes widened as the pain set into his pale skin. Then what? A hug? Savas couldn’t wrap his mind around the whole situation and ultimately pushed her away from him. Angry, he was angry. A pale hand rested on his cheek where a red hand print was forming. Don’t hit her back, don’t hit her back. Believe it or not this was the first time he had ever been hit. Ever. He was so thrown off he was only half listening to what she was saying to him. “I don’t — even want to talk about this.” Savas could not believe she had hit him, it still hadn’t sank in yet.

Wrath shook his head. The more she spoke, the angrier he became. “You don’t understand.” he mumbled quietly but when her hands came to rest on his face, somehow, his anger was being pushed away and drowned out. Soft, small and gentle hands. Savas took a deep breath and just closed his eyes. “I am not a dumbass.” He muttered, great come back Savas. Is that really all you can say right now?

NV