You inspired a fire of devotion
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musetime[He really isn't cut out for this. Kiehl is starting to think that he probably would have been better off just living out in the wild than to deal with people on a daily basis. Apparently, he wasn't really cut out for taking orders. This shouldn't be a surprise to him. It really isn't.
He spits some blood out from where he's crouched and glances up.
They've made a scene now and people are crowding a bit and whispering to each other. Frankly, he doesn't care. It hasn't been the first time he's gotten on the nerves of someone he's supposed to be serving. Kiehl doesn't even paid heed to the insults thrown at him. He's seen how people have looked at him. What they have said about him. Same shit, different day.
A low growl escapes his mouth as the person he's serving tries to yank him to his feet by his hair. If someone doesn't decide to intervene; he's probably going to be in a lot more trouble soon enough. Namely, for potentially attempting to kill the other person. Oronir blood runs strong in his veins even if it doesn't show much. He had quite a bit of patience, but he isn't going to just let some sorry sod treat him like he's a doormat. The way he's glaring daggers should be an indication he isn't going to play too nice soon enough.]
He spits some blood out from where he's crouched and glances up.
They've made a scene now and people are crowding a bit and whispering to each other. Frankly, he doesn't care. It hasn't been the first time he's gotten on the nerves of someone he's supposed to be serving. Kiehl doesn't even paid heed to the insults thrown at him. He's seen how people have looked at him. What they have said about him. Same shit, different day.
A low growl escapes his mouth as the person he's serving tries to yank him to his feet by his hair. If someone doesn't decide to intervene; he's probably going to be in a lot more trouble soon enough. Namely, for potentially attempting to kill the other person. Oronir blood runs strong in his veins even if it doesn't show much. He had quite a bit of patience, but he isn't going to just let some sorry sod treat him like he's a doormat. The way he's glaring daggers should be an indication he isn't going to play too nice soon enough.]
