It probably is the natural course, and truthfully, Nill has seen things like this often enough that she knows interfering is an unwise choice to make, that it will only make the stories in the tabloids worse after this. There are so many dangerous things going on that acting in this way is about the stupidest decision she could possibly make.
But as of right now Karkat and the Initiate are probably dead, or Avoxed, her District-mate is probably dead, she has no idea how she is supposed to go talk to Bucky or Dave later when she knows Steve meant the world to Bucky as much as Karkat did to Dave. At least for a few days everything in this place feels empty and cold except for Linden. Now this person thinks he can do whatever he wants to Linden, touch him like he's a possession and not a human being, and that she would just sit back and not care and not at least try to get his hands off Linden for a few seconds?
Fuck that. Fuck all of it, fuck this place, and fuck these monsters trying to parade around and tell themselves they were good people.
It doesn't take long to pick up on at least the physical resemblances to Scorpii, the cheekbones, the way he has tried to be something he so clearly is not. Nill hadn't liked Scorpii, would never like him, but he was the charming sort that most people did, and this man doesn't resemble that in the slightest. She can't drag Linden out of here or tell this man to go right to hell, so she would just have to handle it however she could.
The smile remains firmly in place on her face, while almost every other word he spouts and every other thought she has about the thing in front of her continues to spiral. He reminds her of Scorpii, but more than that he reminds her of the first man she killed. Entitled and cruel, and she hadn't been there when he breathed his last, but she saw the videos on the news and she remembers the few fuzzy photos of the body that were shown. She had been in prime self-destruction mode, and right now she's not, but maybe if Linden was gone too she would be. She had felt very little about that man, and she's sure she would feel less about Claudius as well.
To her credit, being mute is a fairly effective way to hide your intentions. Most people won't look twice at a young woman that smiles and can't speak, and she's glad for it, because the only crack in her exterior that shows is when the man says lovers. The side of her smile twitches, and her wings fold in closer to her back, not because she's hiding them but because if she doesn't they will give away how livid she is under the surface. She only glances at Linden when he says friend, and though none of the ice running through her is directed at him he probably knows her well enough. That is bullshit, Linden, that is bullshit and you know it and she is not leaving.
I apologize for interrupting. It works a little differently in my world. it's nice to meet you. could you move down a seat?
If it wasn't already clear before, Nill has no intention of letting this man get anywhere close to being within easy reach of Linden again. Hopefully Claudius will be flattered instead of put off.
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But as of right now Karkat and the Initiate are probably dead, or Avoxed, her District-mate is probably dead, she has no idea how she is supposed to go talk to Bucky or Dave later when she knows Steve meant the world to Bucky as much as Karkat did to Dave. At least for a few days everything in this place feels empty and cold except for Linden. Now this person thinks he can do whatever he wants to Linden, touch him like he's a possession and not a human being, and that she would just sit back and not care and not at least try to get his hands off Linden for a few seconds?
Fuck that. Fuck all of it, fuck this place, and fuck these monsters trying to parade around and tell themselves they were good people.
It doesn't take long to pick up on at least the physical resemblances to Scorpii, the cheekbones, the way he has tried to be something he so clearly is not. Nill hadn't liked Scorpii, would never like him, but he was the charming sort that most people did, and this man doesn't resemble that in the slightest. She can't drag Linden out of here or tell this man to go right to hell, so she would just have to handle it however she could.
The smile remains firmly in place on her face, while almost every other word he spouts and every other thought she has about the thing in front of her continues to spiral. He reminds her of Scorpii, but more than that he reminds her of the first man she killed. Entitled and cruel, and she hadn't been there when he breathed his last, but she saw the videos on the news and she remembers the few fuzzy photos of the body that were shown. She had been in prime self-destruction mode, and right now she's not, but maybe if Linden was gone too she would be. She had felt very little about that man, and she's sure she would feel less about Claudius as well.
To her credit, being mute is a fairly effective way to hide your intentions. Most people won't look twice at a young woman that smiles and can't speak, and she's glad for it, because the only crack in her exterior that shows is when the man says lovers. The side of her smile twitches, and her wings fold in closer to her back, not because she's hiding them but because if she doesn't they will give away how livid she is under the surface. She only glances at Linden when he says friend, and though none of the ice running through her is directed at him he probably knows her well enough. That is bullshit, Linden, that is bullshit and you know it and she is not leaving.
I apologize for interrupting. It works a little differently in my world.
it's nice to meet you.
could you move down a seat?
If it wasn't already clear before, Nill has no intention of letting this man get anywhere close to being within easy reach of Linden again. Hopefully Claudius will be flattered instead of put off.