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Difference in opinion
She didn't know how long they had just sat in their hotel room but neither of them had closed their eyes to get some sleep. Their reasons for staying awake differed from each other's. Lara, for her part, thought about Kurtis' disappearance while Karel flooded Konstantin's mind. It was obvious that both of them thought about the Halls and the scales every now and then but their thoughts were soon directed to the same paths they had travelled before.
Her brown eyes tried to make a contact with his brown ones like searching a reason for his behavior. It amazed her still that he was willing to let his son run because of Karel and for a moment she had really wanted to smack him around a bit but had soon came to her senses. What reason was there to show her anger when she still needed his help to stop Karel before it was too late? She looked around. The hotel room was nice although it didn't matter to her at the moment wether she slept in a hotel with five stars or a simple motel with one star. She thought she wouldn't feel the bed under her even if she tried to get some sleep.
The first rays of sunshine were reaching out to them from the window and made her familiar with time again. Second by second it had crawled away like it was affraid that running would hurt it. The second hand of the clock had circled the face again and again.
"Why?", she asked suddenly not facing Kurtis' father when he lifted his gaze to meet hers.
"Why what?"
"Why don't you want him to know?", she couldn't believe herself asking that particular question. It had just popped out of her mind. This question was something she desperately needed an answer to if not for her gain then at least to try and understand the man sitting opposite her little better. She had known people who were like puzzled but never one she could compare to a puzzle containing thousand pieces and the only thing portrayed in the picture is sky. Konstantin seemed to be one. To her it looked like he so desperately needed to talk his mind but something in him blocked the very thought of opening up.
"What is the thing you hate most in this world?" , he asked without looking at her.
She hadn't expected a question in return and it took her by surprise.
"Death", she answered quickly, too quickly, and thought that Konstantin looked like he wanted an explanation. "It's so overwhelming. I've always been in charge of everything in my life, even the smallest of things. The thought that there is something I have no control over makes the hatred boil inside me"
Konstantin stared her for a while and then smiled a bit.
"No ms.Croft. You chose the most obvious of them all. It's hardly likely that there is a human being alive who doesn't hate the raw fact of mortality. The thought that all of us have to leave this life to face whatever is after it"
Something in his voice made her shiver and his eyes...they once again looked like exploring her soul. Maybe he already knew the answer, maybe his eyes had revealed it to him. In front iof him she felt naked. Not literally, of course, but something in his gaze tore down all the defensive barriers she had managed to build ovet the years.
"Falling in love", she announced quietly.
"Why on earth would you hate that? I've heard about people who fear it but none who would hate it"
"Because...I've forgotten how it feels like"
Konstantin knew better not to oush her more. He had seen the fire burning in her eyes and it was enough of a warning for him to let go.
"I hate nothing more than the evil caused upon this world in the form of nephilim" he stated quickly. "And I taught him to hate it as well"
Lara could only stare him in disbelief. The first thought about teaching someone to hate someone else in her mind was about the nazis. She didn't believe in that kind of hate. She only had a grudge or few against a couple of people. Well...against a lot of people but she had a reason for every one of them.
"I think...", Konstantin continued quietly. "...it would be easier to him to think", he held a little pause. How could he tell it to her. The way she had looked her earlier when they had heard Kurtis took a taxi wasn't something he yerned to see again. At the moment it had felt like she had blamed him about all the trouble in the world. In her eyes had been a look of deep despice. Was that really what she thought about him?
"To think what Konstantin?", Lara asked her tone harsh.
"That his mother left him", he finally managed to say. He stared at the tablecloth not wanting to meet her gaze. He knew how horrible that must've sounded.
"Than what really happened to her", she finished his sentence. There were so many things she wanted to say to Konstantin. They roamed in her mind trying to find a way out. She tried to calm down by breathing slowly and clenching her fists but the will to put the man in front of her to his place took her over. She pushed herself up and took a firm hold of his chin so their eyes met. In her eyes was again the look that Konstantin had tried to avoid.
"So you never thought if he liked to hear it o not!? You just keep your own head trying to put people out of the harms way by not telling them something they have a birth right to know!", in her eyes danced the fierce flames. "You think it's better for him to believe his mother didn't want him and left?! There's no more humanity in you than in Karel! You're just as vile a beast as he is!!" After saying this she stormed through the doot and disappeared leaving Konstantin sitting alone and stunned.
Thank you for reviewing. If you have any ideas where the Halls of Doom is located please share them and of course please review.
Difference in opinion
She didn't know how long they had just sat in their hotel room but neither of them had closed their eyes to get some sleep. Their reasons for staying awake differed from each other's. Lara, for her part, thought about Kurtis' disappearance while Karel flooded Konstantin's mind. It was obvious that both of them thought about the Halls and the scales every now and then but their thoughts were soon directed to the same paths they had travelled before.
Her brown eyes tried to make a contact with his brown ones like searching a reason for his behavior. It amazed her still that he was willing to let his son run because of Karel and for a moment she had really wanted to smack him around a bit but had soon came to her senses. What reason was there to show her anger when she still needed his help to stop Karel before it was too late? She looked around. The hotel room was nice although it didn't matter to her at the moment wether she slept in a hotel with five stars or a simple motel with one star. She thought she wouldn't feel the bed under her even if she tried to get some sleep.
The first rays of sunshine were reaching out to them from the window and made her familiar with time again. Second by second it had crawled away like it was affraid that running would hurt it. The second hand of the clock had circled the face again and again.
"Why?", she asked suddenly not facing Kurtis' father when he lifted his gaze to meet hers.
"Why what?"
"Why don't you want him to know?", she couldn't believe herself asking that particular question. It had just popped out of her mind. This question was something she desperately needed an answer to if not for her gain then at least to try and understand the man sitting opposite her little better. She had known people who were like puzzled but never one she could compare to a puzzle containing thousand pieces and the only thing portrayed in the picture is sky. Konstantin seemed to be one. To her it looked like he so desperately needed to talk his mind but something in him blocked the very thought of opening up.
"What is the thing you hate most in this world?" , he asked without looking at her.
She hadn't expected a question in return and it took her by surprise.
"Death", she answered quickly, too quickly, and thought that Konstantin looked like he wanted an explanation. "It's so overwhelming. I've always been in charge of everything in my life, even the smallest of things. The thought that there is something I have no control over makes the hatred boil inside me"
Konstantin stared her for a while and then smiled a bit.
"No ms.Croft. You chose the most obvious of them all. It's hardly likely that there is a human being alive who doesn't hate the raw fact of mortality. The thought that all of us have to leave this life to face whatever is after it"
Something in his voice made her shiver and his eyes...they once again looked like exploring her soul. Maybe he already knew the answer, maybe his eyes had revealed it to him. In front iof him she felt naked. Not literally, of course, but something in his gaze tore down all the defensive barriers she had managed to build ovet the years.
"Falling in love", she announced quietly.
"Why on earth would you hate that? I've heard about people who fear it but none who would hate it"
"Because...I've forgotten how it feels like"
Konstantin knew better not to oush her more. He had seen the fire burning in her eyes and it was enough of a warning for him to let go.
"I hate nothing more than the evil caused upon this world in the form of nephilim" he stated quickly. "And I taught him to hate it as well"
Lara could only stare him in disbelief. The first thought about teaching someone to hate someone else in her mind was about the nazis. She didn't believe in that kind of hate. She only had a grudge or few against a couple of people. Well...against a lot of people but she had a reason for every one of them.
"I think...", Konstantin continued quietly. "...it would be easier to him to think", he held a little pause. How could he tell it to her. The way she had looked her earlier when they had heard Kurtis took a taxi wasn't something he yerned to see again. At the moment it had felt like she had blamed him about all the trouble in the world. In her eyes had been a look of deep despice. Was that really what she thought about him?
"To think what Konstantin?", Lara asked her tone harsh.
"That his mother left him", he finally managed to say. He stared at the tablecloth not wanting to meet her gaze. He knew how horrible that must've sounded.
"Than what really happened to her", she finished his sentence. There were so many things she wanted to say to Konstantin. They roamed in her mind trying to find a way out. She tried to calm down by breathing slowly and clenching her fists but the will to put the man in front of her to his place took her over. She pushed herself up and took a firm hold of his chin so their eyes met. In her eyes was again the look that Konstantin had tried to avoid.
"So you never thought if he liked to hear it o not!? You just keep your own head trying to put people out of the harms way by not telling them something they have a birth right to know!", in her eyes danced the fierce flames. "You think it's better for him to believe his mother didn't want him and left?! There's no more humanity in you than in Karel! You're just as vile a beast as he is!!" After saying this she stormed through the doot and disappeared leaving Konstantin sitting alone and stunned.