Der Tod (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} touto_kaka) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} labyrinth_rpg,@ 2009-07-19 14:31:00 |
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WHO: Der Tod & Rudolf
WHAT: Dealing with the aftermath
WHEN: Evening, Day 15
WHERE: Rudolf's room
WARNINGS: PG-13
STATUS: Incomplete
Der Tod had knocked on Rudolf's door three separate times earlier today and received no response. Which infuriated him, because he knew the boy was in there. And he knew the boy was upset, though not about what. Not the he normally cared about the specifics. It could take very little to set the boy off into one of his sulks, and it was rarely worth the time to puzzle out the exact cause. But things were different here, and what could have set the boy off this much?
What was even more infuriating was that he couldn't just walk in. At the palace, anywhere really, there was no door, no lock that could keep him out. But here, these painfully simple door locks worked, and he couldn't just walk into the boy's room. Which was why he was standing in front of the door for the fourth time today. He allowed himself a low growl of frustration before taking a deep breath and composing his face into something more approaching concern. He lifted a hand, rapped twice on the door, and waited. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer.
"Rudolf? I know you're in there. Open up" It stung his pride to even have to ask.
WHAT: Dealing with the aftermath
WHEN: Evening, Day 15
WHERE: Rudolf's room
WARNINGS: PG-13
STATUS: Incomplete
Der Tod had knocked on Rudolf's door three separate times earlier today and received no response. Which infuriated him, because he knew the boy was in there. And he knew the boy was upset, though not about what. Not the he normally cared about the specifics. It could take very little to set the boy off into one of his sulks, and it was rarely worth the time to puzzle out the exact cause. But things were different here, and what could have set the boy off this much?
What was even more infuriating was that he couldn't just walk in. At the palace, anywhere really, there was no door, no lock that could keep him out. But here, these painfully simple door locks worked, and he couldn't just walk into the boy's room. Which was why he was standing in front of the door for the fourth time today. He allowed himself a low growl of frustration before taking a deep breath and composing his face into something more approaching concern. He lifted a hand, rapped twice on the door, and waited. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer.
"Rudolf? I know you're in there. Open up" It stung his pride to even have to ask.