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Altair nodded to Gerald as he was taken away to a room. He could see images of him and Robyn as children run through the halls laughing and sneaking around getting into mischief. He felt a pang of guilt as he thought of the story he relayed to Gerald moments before.
Why was he not being completely honest with him? Didn't he want to change? His eyes were downcast as they reached his bedroom. Opening the door, he wondered what he was doing the last time he was in a room such as this. Kidnapping your childhood friend. Altair shook his head, slightly amused. He had been reckless with that, and Robyn almost caught him. Circumstances would have been rather different if she did.
Closing off his thoughts, Altair climbed into bed and watched the ceiling above him. Even after all that happened in the past day he couldn't fall asleep. Being in a room such as this, in Robyn's home, made him feel uncomfortable. Realizing it was no good; he made his way out of the bedroom and to the gardens.
It was beautiful to watch the scenery in the moonlight. Sitting against the manor wall, he made himself comfortable as the familiarness of sleeping outside crawled into him. Before long he had dozed off into a restless sleep.
[ 08-10-2006, 01:28 PM: Message edited by: Deiter Leafblade ]
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