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[freying]

Who: Freya and Gaignun Kukai Jr.
What: A chat post Morgana leaving the house after the remeeting of Morgana and Jr. post her canon update to crazypants confused face!
When: After this thread/log.
Where: In the house.
Rating: PG-Crazypants.

Freya had been hard pressed to ignore the both of them once the yelling had begun. This made things more complicated, she supposed, in ways she didn't entirely understand. She hesitated, standing in the upstairs hall and watching the stairs, to make her decision. With the door shutting after it'd been so violently thrown open, the conclusion ends in storming off, the sudden silence falling in as the door closes.

Does she go downstairs? Would Gaignun Kukai Junior even want her to see him right now, before he had time to collect himself however he so chose? She knew immediacy around the people who mattered to you left you vulnerable.

She wasn't sure if she missed that feeling or not. Mulling it over, she was halfway down the stairs, one cat keeping quiet pace with her, before she stopped again. Should I?

The cat, not concerned with propriety or human feeling, continued on its merry way down.

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[gunslinger]

Jr. had been standing just inside the foyer, staring dumbly at the entrance for a few minutes while trying to collect his thoughts. He wasn't doing a very grand job, frankly. During moments like this, where it suddenly felt like everyone's fears were on his shoulders, it seemed like everything he had learned until that point was useless. How he'd matured, or how much more balanced he was... It was out the window, and he was livid.

With a stamp of his foot, Jr. turned with an angry shout, arm swinging out recklessly to knock the stupid lamp out of his way. It went crashing, only a moment before he spotted little Yin suddenly darting away from the bottom of the stairs like it's tail was on fire. Terrified by the loud noise, no doubt. Cauldron had been hiding under the couch since Morgana and Jr. had started shouting, and he definitely wasn't coming out now.

Jr. didn't even have time to feel bad over scaring the cats, since he spotted Freya half a second later. Shame came on even stronger, then. Embarrassment. She had seen him get irritated before, they had even argued, but it was nothing like this.

And all he could think about was what had she heard. The hurt and anger still churning in him didn't react well with the shame that was twisting at his stomach, and before he could check his tone, he snapped out, "What do you want?!"