[ 'You are not yourself,' Voryn says. And Gen promptly laughs -- just one brief bark of something wolfish and manic, but genuinely pleased. ]
And what do you know about me, huh?
[ He keeps his movements slow and deliberate as he slides his grip on Voryn's arm down, down, towards his wrist. With his other hand, he reaches for the hand that acts as a bar to maintain some distance between them -- talking the whole time, to keep Voryn's focus away from his movements, and instead on his words. ]
Yeah, I was with Meridian, but -- what d'you know about me other than that, hm? Other than that I could've been a useful soldier. Maybe you know I was one more pawn to move around to help protect all the worlds for people who wants to go back home. Not even a good pawn, just a pawn. -- but you don't know me other than that. And that's fine.
[ Those slow, controlled movements abruptly snap into place -- Gen grabs at Voryn's forearm to jerk it out from between them. And with one wrist in each hand, he surges forth, aiming to slam Voryn back against the wall. Not to hurt, but just to make a point as he leans in close. ]
'Cause I'm offering you a nice chance to get me out of your hair. And in return, you'll be one step closer to being back to how you're supposed to be -- the big, strong, noble Meridian leader who doesn't have to put up with bullshit like this. It's a win-win, isn't it? [ If Voryn will just give him what he wants -- that little extra push towards Zenith. ]
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And what do you know about me, huh?
[ He keeps his movements slow and deliberate as he slides his grip on Voryn's arm down, down, towards his wrist. With his other hand, he reaches for the hand that acts as a bar to maintain some distance between them -- talking the whole time, to keep Voryn's focus away from his movements, and instead on his words. ]
Yeah, I was with Meridian, but -- what d'you know about me other than that, hm? Other than that I could've been a useful soldier. Maybe you know I was one more pawn to move around to help protect all the worlds for people who wants to go back home. Not even a good pawn, just a pawn. -- but you don't know me other than that. And that's fine.
[ Those slow, controlled movements abruptly snap into place -- Gen grabs at Voryn's forearm to jerk it out from between them. And with one wrist in each hand, he surges forth, aiming to slam Voryn back against the wall. Not to hurt, but just to make a point as he leans in close. ]
'Cause I'm offering you a nice chance to get me out of your hair. And in return, you'll be one step closer to being back to how you're supposed to be -- the big, strong, noble Meridian leader who doesn't have to put up with bullshit like this. It's a win-win, isn't it? [ If Voryn will just give him what he wants -- that little extra push towards Zenith. ]