Trombone Geek
KNIFE
Calvin's focus slowly slid back to Michael, and his eyes narrowed for a moment, as if he would go on and attack anything, but he shut his eyes tight and sighed.
"Damn it all, this again.." he murmured, releasing Cryx who watched with a now neutral expression as she rubbed her bruised neck.
"Let's go, then. Don't threaten me next time, that's not the way to calm me down."
Not waiting for a response, Calvin brushed past Michael and up the stairs, and eventually outside, ignoring Matt and a random person. He stood there, rubbing at his furiously pounding head, and would've fallen to the ground out of sheer stress just so he could let go for once if it weren't for the man likely following behind him.
He could feel himself slowly calming down, and his eyes stopped their angry glow and calmed, although without his glasses they remained green.
Naomi had eventually woken up to the yelling, walking out of her room in time to see Calvin heading upstairs, obviously pissed. She then saw what was most likely the source of his anger. That little bitch came here?!
Naomi didn't speak her thoughts, though, and wandered up to Cryx with a false smile, although her eyes told a different story.
"So, what made you come back?"
"I just wandered here, and it so happened that you and your fa-- caretaker was here."
"Huh. Is it comfy enough? You can have a room if you want!" Might as well get all the help we can get, even if Cal hates her guts.
"I don't think I'm welcome here."
"It'll be fine! I'll figure something out to help Cal, don't you worry!"
"..Alright, Naomi. Thanks, kiddie!" Cryx leaned down and hugged the child, who barely managed to keep herself from seriously harming the girl.
"I hate you, remember that," the girl hissed into Cryx's ear, and the woman smirked.
"Don't you worry; I'll behave."
"Damn it all, this again.." he murmured, releasing Cryx who watched with a now neutral expression as she rubbed her bruised neck.
"Let's go, then. Don't threaten me next time, that's not the way to calm me down."
Not waiting for a response, Calvin brushed past Michael and up the stairs, and eventually outside, ignoring Matt and a random person. He stood there, rubbing at his furiously pounding head, and would've fallen to the ground out of sheer stress just so he could let go for once if it weren't for the man likely following behind him.
He could feel himself slowly calming down, and his eyes stopped their angry glow and calmed, although without his glasses they remained green.
Naomi had eventually woken up to the yelling, walking out of her room in time to see Calvin heading upstairs, obviously pissed. She then saw what was most likely the source of his anger. That little bitch came here?!
Naomi didn't speak her thoughts, though, and wandered up to Cryx with a false smile, although her eyes told a different story.
"So, what made you come back?"
"I just wandered here, and it so happened that you and your fa-- caretaker was here."
"Huh. Is it comfy enough? You can have a room if you want!" Might as well get all the help we can get, even if Cal hates her guts.
"I don't think I'm welcome here."
"It'll be fine! I'll figure something out to help Cal, don't you worry!"
"..Alright, Naomi. Thanks, kiddie!" Cryx leaned down and hugged the child, who barely managed to keep herself from seriously harming the girl.
"I hate you, remember that," the girl hissed into Cryx's ear, and the woman smirked.
"Don't you worry; I'll behave."
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