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[He starts reaching for him again]
[He starts reaching for him again]
[He still looks down at him with some form of reproach.]
What do you do now, without your purpose?
[He still looks down at him with some form of reproach.]
What do you do now, without your purpose?
Using her voice, which you do not know, in an attempt to avert my deserved self-destruction.
Using her voice, which you do not know, in an attempt to avert my deserved self-destruction.
You will tread more carefully now, then.
You will tread more carefully now, then.
Those dull, lifeless eyes burn in anger now.]
Understand me.
Should you ever try to alter my path again, I will snuff out your life.
Those dull, lifeless eyes burn in anger now.]
Understand me.
Should you ever try to alter my path again, I will snuff out your life.
I would rather this form come apart than ever rest again.
I would rather this form come apart than ever rest again.
"...you *lay* with the creature, then. I see. In that, what I seek is not your business. You should not interfere."
"...you *lay* with the creature, then. I see. In that, what I seek is not your business. You should not interfere."
...her. Yes. I should find her. I must find her. I need...to...
...bright, and warm. Delicate and gentle as mist. The only light I was ever given. I loved her. I love her now.
...her. Yes. I should find her. I must find her. I need...to...
...bright, and warm. Delicate and gentle as mist. The only light I was ever given. I loved her. I love her now.
But then T'asir earns his gaze once more.
"....as I was, yes. Before you and your servant interrupted me."
But then T'asir earns his gaze once more.
"....as I was, yes. Before you and your servant interrupted me."
Speak. Or I will rip you apart.
Speak. Or I will rip you apart.
[There's a lowering of his shoulders. Before reaching up, as it to mirror, and pulling his helmet up and off. The lower part of his face gaurd remains, but dull golden eyes are visible. Framed by a curtain of dark hair.]
Not her. The shine in your eyes is not the same, though like starlight.
[There's a lowering of his shoulders. Before reaching up, as it to mirror, and pulling his helmet up and off. The lower part of his face gaurd remains, but dull golden eyes are visible. Framed by a curtain of dark hair.]
Not her. The shine in your eyes is not the same, though like starlight.
[There's a long, long pause. And he's so still he may as well have become stone. But finally he releases him, arms dropping to his sides.]
....a mistake. I see.
[There's a long, long pause. And he's so still he may as well have become stone. But finally he releases him, arms dropping to his sides.]
....a mistake. I see.
[The hand shifts, attempting to remove his eyepatch.]
[The hand shifts, attempting to remove his eyepatch.]