Projection [ an Overhaul fanfic ]

-VII-

Overhaul never once looked behind him when addressing Emiko. He considered his position to be royalty, in a sense. Chronostasis followed behind her, keeping an eye on her to make sure she didn't try to attack Overhaul, or just try to run.

They walked towards a fresh door; looked to be brand new, and clean, as opposed to the rest of the place. Overhaul took a gloved hand and placed it on the doorknob, and have a quick twist, slamming the door open.

"This is my office, and you permanent residency. You are to never leave my side. Do I make myself clear?"

He spoke aloud into the well kept library/office. There was a nice, cleaned, leather couch, with a dark mahogany red blanket draped across the back. 2 pillows, a soft grey color, on each side. Emiko looked around, not moving her body an inch. Afraid that she would get punished for making a wrong move.

"Come."
He spoke up again, walking out, slamming the door closed behind him, ending her view time.

His shoes. They echoed as they walked down the dark halls, dimly lit with wall lights just waiting to go out anytime. He wore obnoxiously cleaned white sneakers. She couldn't understand why not a single smudge had stained the shoes, but that thought disappeared, as she ran into the fur hood splayed on his back.

Overhaul stiffened his back, and slightly turned his head to peak back over his shoulder. His mask glistened in the dim light, giving him an ominous feel in the building.

"S-sorry...I was..sorry.."
Emiko, just above a whisper, squeaked out. She slightly flinched when she saw him turn completely around, now facing her.

"Pathetic."