Had it not been for the re entrance of Khaat, Felix probably would have been killed for his comments towards the Minister. Comments he really probably shouldn't have said, but didn't really care anymore. He wasn't about to turn around and feel sorry for what he had done, that pain... it had been an illusion.. he hadn't felt it (Or so he told himself). He would die in this place anyway, and why not die earlier then they expected him to? He did often do the thing that people least expected, and dying early sure was one way to end his own suffering, as well as everyone else's. But there was one thing that made him keep his mouth shut after Khaat came back in, kept himself from being killed right then and there, and that was the only person in the world who cared about him, and the only person he had ever cared about.
Naomi
She was out there somewhere, plotting, plotting a way of getting him back, she was free, and she had the power to do something about his imprisonment.. how could he repay her if he went and killed himself so soon after being put in jail. He was unchained, but his hands were chained behind his back quickly, and he knew he probably looked a wreck. Hair messed up, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his jaw crooked, teeth missing, it was really painful, but Felix was used to pain, and it wasn't the first time he had broken his jaw, and it probably wouldn't be the last time it was broken either, of course it had been quite some time since he had made someone mad enough, to punch him with enough force, to crack his cheekbone. For he could feel his cheek swelling up, and he was probably going to have a black eye.. a black eye from a blow to the jaw.. it didn't make sense, but knowing his luck it would happen.
Feeling the guard push him from the room, he was led back to his cell and after his hands were uncuffed, he was thrown back into it, and he nearly tripped and fell onto the stone floor, but was able to right himself in time. Standing in his cell, the first thing he did was put his hand to his face and try and assess the damage. His jaw was most definitely cracked, he wouldn't be able eat very well for weeks if they didn't fix it right. He wiped a small dribble of blood out of the corner of his mouth, and his hand strayed to his cheek. It was swollen, and most likely bruising already. He sighed, and winced before he sat down on his bed. Hadn't that really been his goal? Upset the minister enough to show he was human? Well that had been achieved, and he could feel a small glow of pride in himself, but there was an issue he had to deal with in his own mind, before he could feel to happy about his newfound knowledge.
What was with that pain he had felt?
It had hurt so badly... it had been true, gut wrenching, soul turning pain. It had come from nowhere, and had felt like nothing ever experienced before, he had been put under tortures no mortal man should endure, from Cruciatus, to that nightmare spell, he had seen it all, multiple times.. but that... that pain, that... torture, it had come from a single thought... stemmed from a problem in his mind, a problem that was now starting to trouble him. He had actually felt regret for what he had done. It hadn't been very long lasting, but it was there, regret for hurting Khaat, for hurting those aurors.. and for a split second, he had wanted to change. Wanted to cast away the mask of unhappiness, and actually be happy for the first time in his life. Felix sat down on the bed and buried his face in his hands miserably. This was all wrong, and he did NOT like i t.
by Felix Barker Wed Feb 16, 2011 3:26 am
