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[attr="class","runtag"]@verliezen
[break][attr="class","runwordcount"]494 words
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The seer found himself with a moderately wet rag in hand, scrubbing away at the counter tops of the kitchen he currently had been cleaning. Of all things to be caught up in the last he expected was this. It felt he had been more a glorified maid than he was a captive at this point. The treatment of him in this scenario had been far too bizarre for him to process. He was used to the worse things imaginable given the prior situation he had come from. Being locked up and not interacted with, ignored, and often neglected on days end before he gets any kind of sustenance to... having whatever the hell this was.[break][break]
Lyle found his anxiety to be too riled up for him to be able to do anything. He hadn't even managed to get a good read on the man who had taken him in the first place. Most who would go out of their way to kidnap someone would usually have some kind of reason and yet... Lyle found himself constantly confused. He'd get the cold shoulder more than anything and their interactions would always leave the blue hair male questioning just what he was here for.[break][break]
He wasn't going to complain but... At the very least, he deserved to know why, didn't he? His free hand moved to wipe his forehead with the back of his hand as he sighed. He was too scared to take a risk of doing anything so it was why he stuck to cleaning. Surely, Lyle could get away with this without any kind of scolding? He wringed out the rag in the sink, letting the warm water soak through it as he squeezed and washed it. This was the most he had been able to do than before.[break][break]
The seer would always be locked up within the same room and all he had to entertain him was counting down the amount he'd hear people or cars drive by the building he resided in. The only time he was ever let out was if they needed him for their work so it was why; even if it was cleaning... he was his happiest being able to do such a task. It made him grateful to be taken out of one bad situation into one that was supposed to be bad but yet had the most freedom Lyle has ever had in his life.[break][break]
"Um..." His hand moved to turn off the water as his eyes glanced around as to what he could do next but the sound of the door clicking opened earns a surprised gasp and flinch out of the male. Normally... he wouldn't come home this early. He always made sure to be in his room and yet- His eyes made contact with the striking red eyes that always sent a shiver down his spine.[break][break]
"Uh..." His gaze averts as he shakes his hands of the water. "Wel... welcome home...?"
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The seer found himself with a moderately wet rag in hand, scrubbing away at the counter tops of the kitchen he currently had been cleaning. Of all things to be caught up in the last he expected was this. It felt he had been more a glorified maid than he was a captive at this point. The treatment of him in this scenario had been far too bizarre for him to process. He was used to the worse things imaginable given the prior situation he had come from. Being locked up and not interacted with, ignored, and often neglected on days end before he gets any kind of sustenance to... having whatever the hell this was.[break][break]
Lyle found his anxiety to be too riled up for him to be able to do anything. He hadn't even managed to get a good read on the man who had taken him in the first place. Most who would go out of their way to kidnap someone would usually have some kind of reason and yet... Lyle found himself constantly confused. He'd get the cold shoulder more than anything and their interactions would always leave the blue hair male questioning just what he was here for.[break][break]
He wasn't going to complain but... At the very least, he deserved to know why, didn't he? His free hand moved to wipe his forehead with the back of his hand as he sighed. He was too scared to take a risk of doing anything so it was why he stuck to cleaning. Surely, Lyle could get away with this without any kind of scolding? He wringed out the rag in the sink, letting the warm water soak through it as he squeezed and washed it. This was the most he had been able to do than before.[break][break]
The seer would always be locked up within the same room and all he had to entertain him was counting down the amount he'd hear people or cars drive by the building he resided in. The only time he was ever let out was if they needed him for their work so it was why; even if it was cleaning... he was his happiest being able to do such a task. It made him grateful to be taken out of one bad situation into one that was supposed to be bad but yet had the most freedom Lyle has ever had in his life.[break][break]
"Um..." His hand moved to turn off the water as his eyes glanced around as to what he could do next but the sound of the door clicking opened earns a surprised gasp and flinch out of the male. Normally... he wouldn't come home this early. He always made sure to be in his room and yet- His eyes made contact with the striking red eyes that always sent a shiver down his spine.[break][break]
"Uh..." His gaze averts as he shakes his hands of the water. "Wel... welcome home...?"
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[attr="class","itsvalka"]VALKA.