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10-04-2015, 02:19 PM
If he had been let down before, irked and annoyed, he was now put right off. The dark prince had grown up. That was certain, spars, travels, and a sense of boldness that kept him on his ground around the gold. But like a bitter distaste the gold was having to come to it that either the creature did not catch on or did not care to give in. Either possibility was unsatisfactory.
Coming up from the water the golden’s tasseled tail, woken back to life from the cold in the pool, whips about. Water droplets flying about. Haldir rises at the pool’s edge looking on, a little loathe to see the meeting coming to an end, but ever ready to travel on. The gold though, as much annoyed as he is to have his questions lost on the prince, and the time wasted, was more than ready to go. Only he still needed to know what he came for in the first place.
So with his smile finally gone, he turns back to the youth. “Fascinating. What of your mother?” The earth eyes held no spark and the switching of his tail was signaling and end to this little bit of ‘fun’. It was in the end the golden’s fault. He assumed too much, but perhaps that’s why he was annoyed to begin with. Honestly it was rather an extreme kindness that kept the golden from letting his patience shift into anger. Perhaps it was the linger airs of olden days of little care that kept the tensions of these days from taking over.
OOC ::Sorry its so terrible and lately lovely.
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