( only a shelf over, the commotion is hard to ignore. as she steps over, her feet accidentally step onto a loose sheet. she picks it up and holds it out toward the mercenary without a word. a brow lifts, a silent ‘what the hell are you doing’? it says enough for her. )
(In the manor library, trying to gather some paper, ink, among other things. He attempts to open a drawer thats stuck, putting more force on it. Eventually it springs open, causing some paper to fly everywhere) ... great
(Hurriedly, he looks around to make sure nobody saw and
i, too, don’t really care to detail my life in any way——certainly not my life as it is now, living under such dreary circumstances. ( crossing her arms with a huff. )
( an imperceptible flinch, but what is most apparent is her sheer annoyance. her frown deepening, eyes drop briefly to the dictionary before drifting away again. )
.. hmph.
perhaps we should both learn not to make hasty assumptions. +
( he slams the journal shut, peering over at her with hard, dark eyes. )
what d’you think this is, a diary?
( loudly, he knocks the book against the table. there’s another book sitting there beside it— a small, well-worn pocket dictionary. ) […]
( campbell’s voice cuts through her thoughts——a flicker of irritation at the interruption. she’d forgotten that he was there at all. her hand stills, temporarily. )
why don’t you do that in your room? +
( he’s trying to write, half-legible scribbles in his faded journal. but that damn tapping … he shoots her a look. )
quit doin’ that. i can’t concentrate.
♔ 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘳.
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" the only son and heir to the esteemed Vogel family fortune. Julius is a young man raised amidst great luxuries and even greater expectations - Expectations that have since prompted his visit to the manor. "
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