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236 - What does respect mean to you?

Wesley had been to the bar three times since moving to Los Angeles, each time looking for information regarding a case.

Speak softly... )

prodigalwatcher: (Wes| Empty Apartment)
197 - Is there anyone in your life who you feel is exceptionally wise? Who, and how did you meet this person?

It was the most important, most imposing door in the entire house. From Wesley's point of view, a bit more than a metre or so above the polished-smooth parquet floor, it seemed at least three of him high and two of him wide, and might have weighed a long tonne for as reluctant as he was to attempt opening it. The eight year-old had been through the door on occasion, of course, and he knew if he closed his eyes, he could picture the room beyond.

Inside, books lined every empty bit of wall that was not already occupied by a window, and those were likely to be hidden behind the heavy, dark green curtains. A pair of large, high-backed chairs stood to one end of the room, flanking a tiny wood-burning fireplace. To the other end was a massive wooden desk, stained a dark, rich red-brown that reminded the boy of the skin of roasted chestnuts. A green-shaded brass banker's lamp would be spilling a bright circle of light upon the surface of the desk.

And behind the desk, scowling more like than not, would be Father.

Ours is not to reason why )

(716, not including cut-tag quote)

OOC Note: Mun or Meta comments only, please.


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