A tale, you say. Then, you are not of the same world as me. However, the Abyss — as a concept — exists in your own.
[ Enticing. He would not have thought of himself as a man interested in matters beyond the Abyss, yet here he was, examining multiple worlds of differing structures, with intriguing similarities — and, the fact they had all been destroyed. Eyes in the dark, the sky pouring down ( and yet, there was no sky in the Abyss! ), ending, dying. And those who arrived in this world of Kenos, plucked from the wreckage of what was and replanted in the soil below what he now knew of as the Tree of Life.
He is soon corrected, by Sebastian's own admission. ]
As a home. Then, that would be one explanation for your adorable traits. A pity I did not acknowledge them sooner, you seem to have grown shy while waiting for me to address you. Aah, I am often carried away by one topic before the next, for to jump from thought to thought is more difficult here, without my dutiful, diligent followers.
[ Were he capable of sounding disappointed, he might just be. Observing the change in Sebastian's hand from something sleek and dark, to the near-match of the other is interesting, but oh, he had wanted to lay hands upon him in the same way that he had laid hands upon the now-dead monster, resting still and steadily-stiffening upon the ground. The guardswoman would not return for some time, and when she did, Bondrewd knew it would be to check out the situation and determine if the beast was dead, or the stranger who had stepped in on her behalf.
He'd like very much to be respectful of Sebastian's desire for anonymity. ] Mister Michaelis, may I?
[ With a broad hand of his own, he gestures, palm flat and fingers straight, to the other man's hand. ]
You are an efficient killer of strong monsters, I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the very things about you that proved helpful to me.
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[ Enticing. He would not have thought of himself as a man interested in matters beyond the Abyss, yet here he was, examining multiple worlds of differing structures, with intriguing similarities — and, the fact they had all been destroyed. Eyes in the dark, the sky pouring down ( and yet, there was no sky in the Abyss! ), ending, dying. And those who arrived in this world of Kenos, plucked from the wreckage of what was and replanted in the soil below what he now knew of as the Tree of Life.
He is soon corrected, by Sebastian's own admission. ]
As a home. Then, that would be one explanation for your adorable traits. A pity I did not acknowledge them sooner, you seem to have grown shy while waiting for me to address you. Aah, I am often carried away by one topic before the next, for to jump from thought to thought is more difficult here, without my dutiful, diligent followers.
[ Were he capable of sounding disappointed, he might just be. Observing the change in Sebastian's hand from something sleek and dark, to the near-match of the other is interesting, but oh, he had wanted to lay hands upon him in the same way that he had laid hands upon the now-dead monster, resting still and steadily-stiffening upon the ground. The guardswoman would not return for some time, and when she did, Bondrewd knew it would be to check out the situation and determine if the beast was dead, or the stranger who had stepped in on her behalf.
He'd like very much to be respectful of Sebastian's desire for anonymity. ] Mister Michaelis, may I?
[ With a broad hand of his own, he gestures, palm flat and fingers straight, to the other man's hand. ]
You are an efficient killer of strong monsters, I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the very things about you that proved helpful to me.