m a r c u s
”Oh, Okay. Hell.” He said, wiggling with excitement and pride both, but ready to move on to the next part of the word. Had it been Noah or Cordelia helping him with this task, he might have moved their hand from the parchment to be able to see the rest of the word. But he didn’t have that same gall to perform such an action of audacity towards the warden.
His parents had taught him manners, surely, but Marcus knew the relationship with Deimos and his parents was a good standing one (ha), and beside from him holding a position of authority within Halo, he was important to their family and deserved a measure of respect above others.
So he waited patiently, but repeated the word to make sure that he had it down.
His parents had taught him manners, surely, but Marcus knew the relationship with Deimos and his parents was a good standing one (ha), and beside from him holding a position of authority within Halo, he was important to their family and deserved a measure of respect above others.
So he waited patiently, but repeated the word to make sure that he had it down.
