[ alhaitham looks. rain falls. the fragility of kaveh's smile belies the steel in his backwards step, the one that takes him back out into the rain and the murk it brings. immediately, the droplets cling to the flaxen glint of his hair. he resembles, alhaitham thinks, a waterlogged bird, some golden species that take to branches but perhaps are a little too large for the protection of a tree's canopy. a little outsized, a little exceptional, perhaps with just a little too much pride to seek the eaves of a mere roof. it is behaviour that alhaitham cannot rationalise, but perhaps that is a condition of life: that all troubles begin with one's perspective on the world, and the trouble that you invite into your life by acting upon it.
alhaitham merely stands there as kaveh moves away. bloodless, without censure: ]
What made you choose, then, to sit outside a public institution well-known for its persistent foot traffic?
[ alhaitham says the word. vampirism has already been established; there does not seem any need to shy away from it.
he continues: ] If you were concerned about your lack of self-control, you should have stayed indoors. Or are you without home?
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Date: 2023-07-08 11:12 am (UTC)alhaitham merely stands there as kaveh moves away. bloodless, without censure: ]
What made you choose, then, to sit outside a public institution well-known for its persistent foot traffic?
[ alhaitham says the word. vampirism has already been established; there does not seem any need to shy away from it.
he continues: ] If you were concerned about your lack of self-control, you should have stayed indoors. Or are you without home?