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❛ further apart, the closer that we are / i'll keep you far away, from me like a star. ❜
FALLEN STAR// THE NEIGHBOURHOOD
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SMIRKING AT THE CLOSED ELEVATOR DOORS, the Chairman's ridiculous expression as he gawked at the Padawan rang through her head. Though, her victory was momentary and soon ruined.
Feeling the gloved hand on her shoulder, a brief sigh escaped her as she knew a scolding was soon to come for simply speaking the truth to the man. Roughly pulling her to face him, she glanced over his permanently vexed — at least, permanently vexed when it came to her — expression as he had removed his helmet.
'So much for making improvements.'
Exhaling acutely, Eisha raised a perfect brow as she expectantly stared at him. He only glared back, and she crossed her arms as he kept his tight grip, "What?"
"You know, what," He gritted his teeth — how could one girl frustrate him so much?
Pursing her lips, she debated pissing him off more, "Nah, sorry I don't." She chose to piss him off more, "Care to enlighten me?"
Briefly closing his eyes, he held back the growl that threatened to escape as she tested his patience, "I think we're both well aware of your inability to hold your tongue." He scowled as her lips slightly turned upwards at his insult, "But, has it ever crossed your mind that your actions reflect badly on all of us — on me?"
She paused. He was beginning to figure her out — she didn't respond well to anger and insults, but to guilt? He got her there.
"You're my Captain. You're under my commander, Pitat." Removing his hand, he mirrored her crossed arms, "Anything you do, comes straight back to me. This isn't a game—"
