Post by skylark on May 7, 2018 3:46:45 GMT -5
The front doe of the shrine motel opens with a loud bang. Standing in the doorway is a disheveled-looking man, looking as though he had been living in the woods for the past month-and-a-half. His clothing was torn and dirty, and he sported a medium beard that was wild and scraggly. Now the question was; what kind of wretch such as he would have business in this neck of civilization?
Schala: Oh my god... Cain!
Well... that answered that.
Immediately after Schala's proclaimation, all eyes turned towards the disheveled Skylark, some filled with something almost akin to pity, and some subtly laced with contempt. Yet nobody stepped forward to greet him other than Schala... save one.
Rune: *voice disturbingly even* So. Where have you been hiding?
Lark: Sabbatical.
Rune: *unconvinced* Sabbatical.
Lark: ....for the record, I'm not apologizing. I know where I stand.
Rune: I don't know which is worse. The fact you left without a word after disrupting our livelihood with your rant, or the fact that you come waltzing back in thinking everyone's going to bite your head off.
Lark: To be fair, I counted at least seven beads on me when I entered the premesis.
Rune blinks owlishly for a moment, then turns her head to the side. Roas, Anon, and Techno immedately leave the room, whistling.
Rune: Huh.
Schala: Huh.
Lark: Yep.
Reika: LARK!
Kalia: Dad!
Reika and Kalia rush out to greet him. Maria stands off near the back, waving as though he'd just left for a day. Grey starts slinking backwards into the hall, a sense of dread forming on his face.
However, there was a sense of foreboding that Lark had never seen in Reika before.
Reika: First of all, mister... you need to find a BETTER WAY TO VENT!! SERIOUSLY, YOU COULDN'T HOLD IT IN JUST A BIT LONGER?! We've had -(name redacted)- supporters and apologists giving us dirty looks since you said all that!
Schala: Reika...
Reika: Second of all, who you NEED to apologize to is your daughter. You missed her big announcement.
Kalia: Aunt Reika!
Schala: Go ahead sweetie. You can tell him.
Lark: Wait, what's going on?
Kalia: Well, it finally happened. I'm getting married.
Lark: I... what?!
He should have felt elated at this news... if not for the fact he knew full well who the groom was. As if to confirm, Grey attempted to hide behind Maria, who simply grinned at her father's discomfort. To his credit, Lark had the decency to hug Kalia in congratulations.
Reika: Alright, you're gonna need to get cleaned up. Schala will get the couch ready for you.
Rune: Well, I guess that's that. Hopefully you'll behave yourself this time, or at least be more constructive in your frustrations.
And as Schala led him back down the familiar halls to their room, there was only one thought on Lark's mind.
Lark: At least it can't get any worse...
Eziban: *from off-screen* Hey, isn't his birthday this month?
Lark: ._.
Schala: ...at least you won't go hungry. >.>
Schala: Oh my god... Cain!
Well... that answered that.
Immediately after Schala's proclaimation, all eyes turned towards the disheveled Skylark, some filled with something almost akin to pity, and some subtly laced with contempt. Yet nobody stepped forward to greet him other than Schala... save one.
Rune: *voice disturbingly even* So. Where have you been hiding?
Lark: Sabbatical.
Rune: *unconvinced* Sabbatical.
Lark: ....for the record, I'm not apologizing. I know where I stand.
Rune: I don't know which is worse. The fact you left without a word after disrupting our livelihood with your rant, or the fact that you come waltzing back in thinking everyone's going to bite your head off.
Lark: To be fair, I counted at least seven beads on me when I entered the premesis.
Rune blinks owlishly for a moment, then turns her head to the side. Roas, Anon, and Techno immedately leave the room, whistling.
Rune: Huh.
Schala: Huh.
Lark: Yep.
Reika: LARK!
Kalia: Dad!
Reika and Kalia rush out to greet him. Maria stands off near the back, waving as though he'd just left for a day. Grey starts slinking backwards into the hall, a sense of dread forming on his face.
However, there was a sense of foreboding that Lark had never seen in Reika before.
Reika: First of all, mister... you need to find a BETTER WAY TO VENT!! SERIOUSLY, YOU COULDN'T HOLD IT IN JUST A BIT LONGER?! We've had -(name redacted)- supporters and apologists giving us dirty looks since you said all that!
Schala: Reika...
Reika: Second of all, who you NEED to apologize to is your daughter. You missed her big announcement.
Kalia: Aunt Reika!
Schala: Go ahead sweetie. You can tell him.
Lark: Wait, what's going on?
Kalia: Well, it finally happened. I'm getting married.
Lark: I... what?!
He should have felt elated at this news... if not for the fact he knew full well who the groom was. As if to confirm, Grey attempted to hide behind Maria, who simply grinned at her father's discomfort. To his credit, Lark had the decency to hug Kalia in congratulations.
Reika: Alright, you're gonna need to get cleaned up. Schala will get the couch ready for you.
Rune: Well, I guess that's that. Hopefully you'll behave yourself this time, or at least be more constructive in your frustrations.
And as Schala led him back down the familiar halls to their room, there was only one thought on Lark's mind.
Lark: At least it can't get any worse...
Eziban: *from off-screen* Hey, isn't his birthday this month?
Lark: ._.
Schala: ...at least you won't go hungry. >.>