And like a motherfucking miracle, he finds something more consuming than his own anger. Utter shock.
He stares right back, doing nothing but breathe. He searches and flounders.
It's a long moment before he finds words to speak. "He was executed?"
Of course he would be. It was only a matter of time. Spreading his heretical ideals in public markets. Blood brighter than near fucking anything. He was a motherfucking siren call. It'd been a matter of time.
And the Psiioniic had been with him. They executed the Signless and rounded the Psiioniic up at once. He'd told him. He'd motherfucking said that his rabble would bring others down with him. He still ought to kill the Signless. But then, he was already set to die.
"I'LL LET YOU OUT," he says. "I'll let a motherfucker free. GRAND HIGHBLOOD IS TO WORK WITH HER CONDESCENSION. I'll find a battery what to take his place."
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He stares right back, doing nothing but breathe. He searches and flounders.
It's a long moment before he finds words to speak. "He was executed?"
Of course he would be. It was only a matter of time. Spreading his heretical ideals in public markets. Blood brighter than near fucking anything. He was a motherfucking siren call. It'd been a matter of time.
And the Psiioniic had been with him. They executed the Signless and rounded the Psiioniic up at once. He'd told him. He'd motherfucking said that his rabble would bring others down with him. He still ought to kill the Signless. But then, he was already set to die.
"I'LL LET YOU OUT," he says. "I'll let a motherfucker free. GRAND HIGHBLOOD IS TO WORK WITH HER CONDESCENSION. I'll find a battery what to take his place."