there is always a consequence to every decision we make
it's how we deal with it and what are we willing to pay.
This guy is unbelievably... RUDE.
Yume was literally gaping how mean this man could be while her eyes reminiscent of the setting sun seemed to glow in its own form irritation. She couldn't believe him and even if when he shook her hand, nothing was really fixed in the end. It would not be denied that she was the one majorly in fault of this. She really was not paying attention due to that consistent wallowing of something deep in her consciousness. However, that is beside the point for now. He was also part of this collision too. After all, he could have dodge if he was also paying attention.
"You are also at fault here for not looking." This resulted in her temper activating just a tad bit. She stood her ground and reached for the collar of his shirt and made an effort to pull him down, so they can be leveled with each other. "My name is not twat! Not even girl! It's Yume!" Her eyes narrowed and her voice displayed also her annoyance over his treatment. At this very moment, she appeared to be a lioness rattled into irritation and there was no easy way pleasing or calming her immediately.
"I agree it's my fault and I'm sorry. But you better apologize too." Her other hand pointed to the people around them. "Just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean you can be rude to everyone else. Don't you have manners?" She released his collar and crossed her arms in front of her. "Just because you're a bit handsome doesn't mean you can lord everyone." People were indeed gathering a bit more than before. It was inevitable especially if anyone recognizes Yume from her many modeling ads.
"So please kindly apologize to them." For one, she was truly the kind that do not see any differences on anyone. She simply acts on impulse and decides on the spot. There is also no distinction before her eyes and that is what this man was receiving from her. She would admit to his aesthetics but, she won't back down on principles of having manners and politeness. "We are both in a hurry apparently, so get on with it, sir." There was an emphasis on the last part to introduce the notion she does not know him at all. At the same time, it was a show of politeness.
What would unravel between them is rather entertaining for the crowd, but on another location, it seemed to be laced with tension and threats.
Those eyes of his did not waver nor did he show any hints of surprise. Instead, it seemed he was expecting such response from her. "It seemed my records are correct in terms of your abilities, Six." The requested bouquet was taken as he inspected it for a while. That was the only point that Sayge would speak about the differing temperature in the room. Apparently, he does know of things that normally should not be known and be not overly wary of it as well. "You speak as if I have given you a choice." He shifted his attention back to her. There was nothing remotely humane in those eyes gazing at her.
"It seems that Five is out and about." His eyes calculating and veiled with nothing but a goal already charted. "That can be arrange." What that statement means can be interpreted in many ways. However when it comes to him, his delivery, his actions, and his decisions never involve the welfare of anyone except the accomplishment of his wish. Much like how the woman in front of him shows no fear, it was the same for him. He does not fear her or what she is able to do, because as far as he is concern, she is nothing but an object needed to complete the cure.
Yet, the tension was broken by the ringing of his phone. That took his attention as he took only a moment to glance to know who was calling and answered it promptly. "Are you there?" After saying that, there was definite change on his profile and presence. It radiated an air of humanity, the inkling of concern and those steel cold blue eyes of his developed that shimmer of life. The answer on the other line carried great weight on him. "Find Yume now." He ended the call with a rather intimidating tone quite different from how he had spoken to Six.
After a few moments, he looked back at her. "I will complete the cure and you and Five would be a part of it." At the end of his statement, he placed the money on the counter for the sunflower bouquet that he had requested. Without turning back, he left the shop, but that was not going to be the end of it.
Yume was literally gaping how mean this man could be while her eyes reminiscent of the setting sun seemed to glow in its own form irritation. She couldn't believe him and even if when he shook her hand, nothing was really fixed in the end. It would not be denied that she was the one majorly in fault of this. She really was not paying attention due to that consistent wallowing of something deep in her consciousness. However, that is beside the point for now. He was also part of this collision too. After all, he could have dodge if he was also paying attention.
"You are also at fault here for not looking." This resulted in her temper activating just a tad bit. She stood her ground and reached for the collar of his shirt and made an effort to pull him down, so they can be leveled with each other. "My name is not twat! Not even girl! It's Yume!" Her eyes narrowed and her voice displayed also her annoyance over his treatment. At this very moment, she appeared to be a lioness rattled into irritation and there was no easy way pleasing or calming her immediately.
"I agree it's my fault and I'm sorry. But you better apologize too." Her other hand pointed to the people around them. "Just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean you can be rude to everyone else. Don't you have manners?" She released his collar and crossed her arms in front of her. "Just because you're a bit handsome doesn't mean you can lord everyone." People were indeed gathering a bit more than before. It was inevitable especially if anyone recognizes Yume from her many modeling ads.
"So please kindly apologize to them." For one, she was truly the kind that do not see any differences on anyone. She simply acts on impulse and decides on the spot. There is also no distinction before her eyes and that is what this man was receiving from her. She would admit to his aesthetics but, she won't back down on principles of having manners and politeness. "We are both in a hurry apparently, so get on with it, sir." There was an emphasis on the last part to introduce the notion she does not know him at all. At the same time, it was a show of politeness.
What would unravel between them is rather entertaining for the crowd, but on another location, it seemed to be laced with tension and threats.
Those eyes of his did not waver nor did he show any hints of surprise. Instead, it seemed he was expecting such response from her. "It seemed my records are correct in terms of your abilities, Six." The requested bouquet was taken as he inspected it for a while. That was the only point that Sayge would speak about the differing temperature in the room. Apparently, he does know of things that normally should not be known and be not overly wary of it as well. "You speak as if I have given you a choice." He shifted his attention back to her. There was nothing remotely humane in those eyes gazing at her.
"It seems that Five is out and about." His eyes calculating and veiled with nothing but a goal already charted. "That can be arrange." What that statement means can be interpreted in many ways. However when it comes to him, his delivery, his actions, and his decisions never involve the welfare of anyone except the accomplishment of his wish. Much like how the woman in front of him shows no fear, it was the same for him. He does not fear her or what she is able to do, because as far as he is concern, she is nothing but an object needed to complete the cure.
Yet, the tension was broken by the ringing of his phone. That took his attention as he took only a moment to glance to know who was calling and answered it promptly. "Are you there?" After saying that, there was definite change on his profile and presence. It radiated an air of humanity, the inkling of concern and those steel cold blue eyes of his developed that shimmer of life. The answer on the other line carried great weight on him. "Find Yume now." He ended the call with a rather intimidating tone quite different from how he had spoken to Six.
After a few moments, he looked back at her. "I will complete the cure and you and Five would be a part of it." At the end of his statement, he placed the money on the counter for the sunflower bouquet that he had requested. Without turning back, he left the shop, but that was not going to be the end of it.