a few aluminum chairs groan as theyโre bumped into or nudged away from the table. shadows turn their backs to a pair sitting beneath a raw light bulb. it would have swung if a moth beat its wings beside it. as the scuffle of boots filtered out a door hidden somewhere in the deep penumbra surrounding the spot - litten area, the other finally spoke ; โ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ? โ a pair of eyelids lifted behind gleaming lenses, looking up from a a set of pale hands tucked between pinstripe thighs. he answered the question with a deceitfully meek bend of his lips โ one that mirrored his condensed posture.
โ this wonโt take long. โ he muttered tonelessly. sitting up a little. lifting his head so that light poured past his dark hairline and revealed his indiscernible features. the glare that had set upon his spectacles fell, leaving nothing but glass between the poignancy of two tightening pupils and the ghost like rings set around them โ taking in the features of the figure opposite of him โ a man whom heโd come to know by the apprehension expressed by those whoโd uttered his name in passing. ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ง. a set of eyes painted like a shadow bleeding over skin that glowed under the light โ glowed in morbid contrast to the indentation that marked a permanent, gnarled, grin.
๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ. his expression somehow tightened in order to mimic a relaxed mien ; effectively stoic, but too intentional to conceal a subliminal and curiously vague expression. it could have been concerned. excited. anxious. amused. neurotic โ ๐ค๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ค. but afflicted by what malady ? โ you have a, reputation โ Iโm sure youโre aware. โ the doctor began at a volume that might have been welcome in a church or library, โ from what I hear, you seem to have an interest in upsetting organizations. โ / @chaoticjoke.
