For a moment, Pollution hesitated. Instead of opening his gift, he watched Ffamine open his. Then he seemed to remember the meaning of the word 'together' and snapped out of his staring. Curious, he ripped the paper off of the gift and tossed it aside; he paid it no mind when the paper gathered around his feet, as though it were a begging pet. When he pulled the necklace and small vial out of the box, his heart seemed to skip a beat. Like Famine, he too remembered the off hand comment.
Arsenic is forever...
There were a lot of things this gift could mean and Pollution couldn't help himself from centering on the good things. This was so much better then the gift he had gotten Famine. He didn't care. He had liked Famine's gift. But, holy whatever, he loved this one. Pollution turned pale eyes up to Famine, swimming in emotion that didn't fall out onto the face. It didn't matter. They were expressive enough without the additon of a facial expression.
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Date: 2006-01-12 06:18 pm (UTC)Arsenic is forever...
There were a lot of things this gift could mean and Pollution couldn't help himself from centering on the good things. This was so much better then the gift he had gotten Famine. He didn't care. He had liked Famine's gift. But, holy whatever, he loved this one. Pollution turned pale eyes up to Famine, swimming in emotion that didn't fall out onto the face. It didn't matter. They were expressive enough without the additon of a facial expression.
Pollution loved his gift.