It is not snapped or snarled, nor is this a prelude to some kind of threatening qualifier. No instruction to tell no one what just happened, nor description of what may happen if Edgard comes back.
On the flipside, no sympathy extended for the misunderstanding either, and certainly no apology.
Marcus steps aside, leaving a clear path between Edgard and the closed door.
He lurches towards the door limping as quickly as he's allowed under the circumstances, but keeps stealing a glance back at Marcus, as if that would prepare him for another attack.
As he reaches the door, he coughs out a muffled "sorry" and opens it. It takes a moment. It's a heavy door and he's injured.
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It is not snapped or snarled, nor is this a prelude to some kind of threatening qualifier. No instruction to tell no one what just happened, nor description of what may happen if Edgard comes back.
On the flipside, no sympathy extended for the misunderstanding either, and certainly no apology.
Marcus steps aside, leaving a clear path between Edgard and the closed door.
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He lurches towards the door limping as quickly as he's allowed under the circumstances, but keeps stealing a glance back at Marcus, as if that would prepare him for another attack.
As he reaches the door, he coughs out a muffled "sorry" and opens it. It takes a moment. It's a heavy door and he's injured.