114th Devotion: Denial

[favoritetraitor]

[The Network device snaps on to show Solomon standing out on the balcony of his penthouse apartment. In front of him stands a marble tombstone, ornate with etchings of roses and twining ivy surrounding an inscription. The inscription reads:

Solomon Goldsmith

Here lies the body of dear Solomon,
Favored in bed, but merely a pawn.
Betrayed his kin with fevered desire.
Rejected by both, he then did expire.

The doctor's brow is furrowed, and he has a slight frown on his face.]

Rejected? ..................
 

 

[ooc: will tag after work! >.>']

Comments

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Solomon walks past the stone memorial to lean on the rail and look out over the City's skyline. Without his usual pleasant expression on his features, he sighs and reluctantly glances back at the device.]

Have something to say, Luke? Or were you just wanting to say hello...

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Seems rather cutting than witty.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I'd say so, yes.

Did you get one as well?

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

No and it's just as well; none would do me proper justice.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

If mine is anything to gauge it on, I'd say you're most fortunate to be deprived of one.

I'd considered destroying it. But that could be what they expect...