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Daemyn Taraias (ferretheir) wrote in watchers_rp,

"Watchers..." Daemyn groaned when the door opened. Had he felt even the smallest bit better then he'd have thrown his pillow at the door, but as the pillow was the nicest thing in the room to him, Daemyn just lifted his head enough to see who it was that was disturbing his peace after he had told them no. No to everything seemed pretty all-encompassing to him. But of course it had to be none other than his lord father. Daemyn wondered how obvious it was that he wasn't happy to see him. Maybe it'd pass off for being hungover as all get out - since he was - without showing the smoldering anger he was still feeling over that woman he'd met the other day. Ryn. His father was probably the last person he wanted to see.

Second-to-last; he never enjoyed seeing Amadeo.

Daemyn propped himself up slightly, bleary eyes focusing in and reading that look far too well. He'd seen it enough times and that was no exaggeration. He'd have been able to draw it, likely with his eyes closed, that was how well he knew it! "It's as though I don't even have to tell you the thoughts that go through my head, father," Daemyn replied. "Though I've never been in Janna's room so it's a feat that I managed to recreate it so perfectly." He fell back onto his pillow, face-first, his voice now muffled. "I tried to stop her from drinking all that wine she had by helping. She just got more."