Post by Taylor Made on Mar 3, 2017 17:49:09 GMT
Altair tapped his feet on the ground impatiently. "I asked you to get out of the damn car," he growled this time. His voice reverbrated and echoed in the parking lot. His daughter had the sense to follow his lead. "Talk properly, I won't have you stutter about, and I AM your father, you will do well to remember that, you don't choose your parents Zaurack." he said glaring at his son who had found the strength to fight back. "Insolent brat!" he added, in his native tongue, his face now wearing an obvious grimace. Clearly the kids were not interested in having a good time. He almost regretted his decision to bring them here. But he needed to show them off, to make them meet his collegues.
For the time being though, Altair didn't care. He needed to set them straight. "Damn right, I'll tell you. You're going to be no trouble at all. You hear me?" he demanded. "You will listen to me and you will do it happily, I don't care what you feel about it, its how things work around here." making his expectations clear. Still unsatisfied with the lack of obedience he decided it was time to show them who was the boss around her.
"What had you said before? you dare me? you DARE me?" he questioned, narrowing his eyes to evil slits. He pulled Zaniah roughly by the arm so she was pulled forward and stood between them. He'd tight enough to leave handprints when he let go. "She's my daughter, I'll talk to her as I want! You teach your brother to respect me, otherwise you can't blame me for what happens." he said with much malice. His temper had risen enough for things to go south if Z didn't.
"You both don't realise my value, you would have nothing if it wasn't for me, if you're going into medschool today, its because I paid for your education." he reminded Zaniah, noticing the fury in her eyes too.