[ A derisive little 'tsch' escaped his lips, and his head tipped, hands still spread. That ghost of a smirk is back, a little nastier this time. ]
From what I know of some of the Meridian, that's hardly surprising. Some of them would rather cower and hide, for fear of losing something, than they are with doing anything in the name of their dreams.
[ His tone turned sharp, somewhere in the middle of that there. His tone sharp, his lips curled, there's history there, obviously. With at least onesome of them in the Meridian. A beat, and Silco ran a gloved hand through his hair, a single eye closed, but that other one -- intense and ever burning -- didn't. ]
I suppose, though, you could say my play is something like that.
[ Use them, destroy the universe, it dared to exist? Without anything that he would have felt something toward? No, it deserved to wither, and die, he wanted to wring the life out of it personally. ]
And what is yours? What are you canvassing for, exactly?
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From what I know of some of the Meridian, that's hardly surprising. Some of them would rather cower and hide, for fear of losing something, than they are with doing anything in the name of their dreams.
[ His tone turned sharp, somewhere in the middle of that there. His tone sharp, his lips curled, there's history there, obviously. With at least
onesome of them in the Meridian. A beat, and Silco ran a gloved hand through his hair, a single eye closed, but that other one -- intense and ever burning -- didn't. ]I suppose, though, you could say my play is something like that.
[ Use them, destroy the universe, it dared to exist? Without anything that he would have felt something toward? No, it deserved to wither, and die, he wanted to wring the life out of it personally. ]
And what is yours? What are you canvassing for, exactly?