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[centre]Day 17 / Afternoon / LVL 16[/centre]
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Dom crashed into the wall with a thud that should have turned bones to powder. His vision swam as he slumped to the ground in a heap, mouth open and a blank stare. Despite not feeling much of the pain or taking damage it was excruciatingly disorientating and every sense left screamed to get up and fight off whatever hellhound he had just unleashed, to see it dead at his feet and protect himself and everything he held onto in his lifetime. Those small amount of years, months, days, he had left to live. That same horrible mounting dread of a life ended had him at wits end and for once he felt it keenly. 
With a groan he managed to rise to his feet and shake off the debree, unaware that the other patrons had all but fled the inn incase they be caught up in this. Others were blissfully making sure nobody else entered warning of a couple of town-killers on the loose and prepared themselves to keep them from exiting the town. Fear continued to play on everyones sense. Even his own..

Before he could even mutter a swear he saw her there in the light screaming. Felt her pain like a hot knife enter his heart and forced him to choke back that last bit of pride. He had acted like a fool, a big one, and made a gigantic scene over something that was not his to control. He had dragged Smart along too, AGAIN, into his crazy delusional old rampages and forced everyone to participate in his nonsense and violent selfish actions. There she was now pouring her heart out, screaming her fury and cussing like a sailor so bad it made his hand tense with the urge to silence that mouth good but the words finally clicked. Her mother.

So that's it.. That's been it all along. I tried too hard to get in and you didn't want me to.. The memories came in a rush of mixed emotions as he half remembered her talking of her mother and father, his own son who had shamed himself and his father by abandoning the girl and just disappearing. Dimitri had tried hard to reconcile with that fact but couldn't bring himself to be angry with his own child, let alone Scarlet. When Scarlets mother had relinquished custody to him it had been one of the hardest days of his life. Taking in such a young girl had been difficult to say the least. He was old now, nearing 70. It hurt to just walk around the house, to go up the stairs, to stay awake. 
But he had ignored everything to try and make his Granddaughter feel welcome and comfortable. Tried to give her whatever she needed, get her where she wanted to go, and keep her from feeling guilty or worried about her parents. 

Can I do nothing right. Decorated officer, chief of police, and a complete fuck up of a father.. of a grand father.. 

Dom took some cautionary steps forward, ignoring Reaper entirely, as he tried to approach Scarlet. His precious jewel. That last bit of sunshine in the darkness that was his life after retirement. His feet would not move and he could not lift his arms in an invitation for any kind of hug, all they did was hang uselessly at his side as he stared at her. 

[color=fdc68a]"Scarlet..."[/color] He took another step forward.[color=fdc68a] "Why didn't you tell me? You came to my home and I just.. I wanted to spend time with you. To see you let go of it all and start new.. I.. I can't.."[/color] The words were stuck in his head as the jumble of emotions took hold but only one could grip him now. He straightened his back and pointed a finger at her. [color=fdc68a]"You want to be scolded for doin' wrong? Fine. Why did you never tell me you felt this way? Why did you never tell me any of the damn feelings stuck in that head and heart of yours! You're fourteen! If you wanted space just tell me. If you wanted to talk just TELL me. If you were hurt just tell me. You say you hate me but you hate what I do. What I do is CARE, care for you, care for your emotional well being, care for how you adjust to living with two 60 year old men."[/color] 

He slumped his shoulders and took an aggressive step forward, planting both hands on her shoulders and squeezing tight as he could. [color=fdc68a]"I am 65 years old and retired. I am tired, girl. I raised a child before and look how that turned out. My inability has gone down a whole generation and I was trying to fix it. To be a better parent. I was strict with your father. I didn't want that for you. But I cannot give you that space, and do you know why? You have your whole life to live. In 51 years you will be my age, in five years I may be nothing but a [i]memory[/i] to you."[/color] the faint ghost of tears had begun to swell in his eyes as he expressed that fear once more. [color=fdc68a]"To you I am your grandfather, to me you are my daughter now. You are my responsibility and I love you, Scarlet, with every bit of my soul. You're all I have left. You will survive this even if I have to kill every man that glances at you. Do you understand me?"[/color]

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-Delcastle-
-Afternoon / day 17 / LvL 12-


Delcastle leaned on the railing and grinned ear to ear as he turned to look at Cinera all in a blush. The writing was on the wall and even if she didn't admit it he knew the truth. They were compatible, they worked well together, and something like that was more humerous than anything. He put his finger to his mouth and arched an eyebrow, motioning with his head to the fight below. It was coming to an emotional end and that was important to Delcastle who never liked a one-sided fight. He had briefly considered jumping into the fray if this turned into a big event. 
Thankfully the Inn was almost empty. 

[color=6ecff6]"Dramas high in town today in seems. First you and Sapphira now the old dudes."[/color] He couldn't help but laugh as he leaned and and turned to face Cinera. "For the record you don't have to be shy. Truth be told I wanna touch the fox girls tail but I doubt she would like it." He arched an eyebrow again with a dirty grin. [color=6ecff6]"I'd rather grab yours."[/color] He gave another laugh and held up his hands. [color=6ecff6]"Kidding. Kidding."[/color] Del leaned against the railing and crossed his arms. [color=6ecff6]"Finally come to a conclusion then?"[/color] With a little luck she would admit her feelings. A good step forward.