Post by JULIUS BISHOP on Mar 13, 2011 18:17:23 GMT -5
| [bg=212121][atrb=style,border: 3px solid #333333; -moz-border-radius: 60px;][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2rykebd.jpg][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,10%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] | One minute I held the key next the walls had closed on me Julius could only roll his eyes in dismissal of the woman’s all too accurate deduction. There were but a handful of instances that came to mind where he had not gotten exactly what he had wanted and those things had typically been suspect to his youth opposed to anything else. Well, except for the stupid laminated card key that would’ve allowed him to bypass the entrance hall and go straight upstairs to his father’s office. He’d been expressly denied that little knickknack and damn if it wouldn’t have been useful if only so he wasn’t stuck entertaining women with ugly mutts and people complexes. The boy continued to only half listen to Harvi, he was tired of the charade and even more irritated that his father wasn’t around to cart him off to the upper levels of the building. If she was ever so fascinated with him then she was going to positively love it when he stopped speaking and reacting to her entirely. He wasn’t in the mood to be sifting through what made the woman tick or what nerves he needed to strike to drive her off to whatever dungeon she’d crawled out of. She wasn’t worth that much attention or wasted energy and if at the end of the day she decided he wasn’t interesting then he’d ridded himself of the mobile cancer if only for a short few hours. So in all, Julius continued to pretend she wasn’t there, eyes drifting closed and his mind wandering to the activities he could do when he was unleashed on the upper levels of the building. ooc//sorry short and museless |
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