[This couldn't have ended any other way. Akira doesn't fight it, doesn't demand Solomon return so they can hash this out. They've already arrived at the conclusion, and with that, Akira stays right where he is and watches Solomon as he turns to leave.
His hands sit balled in his lap, nails biting into his palms. He's fine, he's fine, he's fine. Solomon deserves to know.]
Go get some rest. You'll need it.
[He imagines a fight is what Solomon is after. If that's the case, Akira will be fully prepared.]
[Another stanza of the dance, then. So quickly have they lost the back and forth. So quickly Akira has turned it to a fight.
And Solomon can no longer go limp in its grasp, for the drop he sees below the hydra's lair is too deep to come back from. Does he grasp this boy in the teeth of his many mouths of duplicity, and hope they both tire?
...
He does take a moment before losing Akira's field of view, a hand held against the wall to keep him upright. He's dizzy. He needs to get back to his room. But...
...]
Speak to Bruno sooner rather than later.
He and some others are checking on Oz's village on my behalf. I don't want him to repeat what I did. So don't let him go alone.
[He won't explain any further. With a click of the door, Solomon slips back out into the hall. Time for a very long walk back up the staircase, and a very sleepless night over ink and pen.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
[With no further word, he weakly pushes to his feet. His tea stays untouched. He does not take the bait any further.
How badly he wants to grab that wrist and rip that star of approval off the boy's soul, as though it might take it all back.
...
...]
I expect to see you up at the training grounds nice and early at the end of the week.
Thank you for the tea, and your time. I believe we're done here.
no subject
His hands sit balled in his lap, nails biting into his palms. He's fine, he's fine, he's fine. Solomon deserves to know.]
Go get some rest. You'll need it.
[He imagines a fight is what Solomon is after. If that's the case, Akira will be fully prepared.]
no subject
And Solomon can no longer go limp in its grasp, for the drop he sees below the hydra's lair is too deep to come back from. Does he grasp this boy in the teeth of his many mouths of duplicity, and hope they both tire?
...
He does take a moment before losing Akira's field of view, a hand held against the wall to keep him upright. He's dizzy. He needs to get back to his room. But...
...]
Speak to Bruno sooner rather than later.
He and some others are checking on Oz's village on my behalf. I don't want him to repeat what I did. So don't let him go alone.
[He won't explain any further. With a click of the door, Solomon slips back out into the hall. Time for a very long walk back up the staircase, and a very sleepless night over ink and pen.]