[ What does it mean, to be seized by the hand of a man who despises contact?
Set wields his body as a weapon, a reward. His utility is pure in nature, obvious in its vast adaptability; he is a combatant, an object to despise or desire, a gift to be bestowed upon the faithful and a nightmare to unleash upon the faithless. He is a man, just another man, who cannot bear the touch of others — so, he lunges into contact to wield it as one more form of dominance and control. When they had first met, he had touched the scar on Silco's face — and the reaction had been explosive. He wonders now, if he were to touch him, if the reaction would be exactly the same.
Caught in that grasp, he twists himself towards Silco. The teeth he had turned upon his own muddled energies lunging mentally ( physically, briefly flashing between his snarling lips and hateful, animal eyes — ) towards a man who was telling him that he was incorruptible. Part of him wants to test that claim. It feels like a challenge, and Set thinks — perhaps, he is the only one who could truly rise to meet it. ]
I do not think you weak. I just think, [ a slow, methodical pause: ] you would have been even more powerful, with me.
[ That is not to say, without Sebastian's contract. He will not threaten that, because he requires Sebastian in his own ways — they are alike, dangerous in their utility, and he wishes to learn. More than he wishes to threaten the demon's meal, or rob him of his work. It is why he does not seek to free Silco of that bargain, for he had made his choices as all humans had been born to do. He will outlive him, and Set knows — he will mourn him. ]
Ah.
[ Drawn in, the words that pass between them are ones that he schools his expression against. How ironic, that it is a human who promises a god power, in this moment. Yet, Set cannot deny that he craves it; he already has the power to break what must be broken, but what he wants most is — to be wanted. Acknowledged. Looked upon as something one is incapable of tearing their eye from, hated and perhaps, shamefully loved.
It is an enticing deal. A bargain struck, in exchange for his vow to watch over Jinx in Silco's eventual absence. The vastness of his eternity spreads before him, still; to shepherd her is one thing, but to do so ad infinitum? That is where the price increases, exponentially. Thankfully, Set is smarter than he is greedy. ]
As partners? [ Not just two men who will undoubtedly use one another, but
no subject
Set wields his body as a weapon, a reward. His utility is pure in nature, obvious in its vast adaptability; he is a combatant, an object to despise or desire, a gift to be bestowed upon the faithful and a nightmare to unleash upon the faithless. He is a man, just another man, who cannot bear the touch of others — so, he lunges into contact to wield it as one more form of dominance and control. When they had first met, he had touched the scar on Silco's face — and the reaction had been explosive. He wonders now, if he were to touch him, if the reaction would be exactly the same.
Caught in that grasp, he twists himself towards Silco. The teeth he had turned upon his own muddled energies lunging mentally ( physically, briefly flashing between his snarling lips and hateful, animal eyes — ) towards a man who was telling him that he was incorruptible. Part of him wants to test that claim. It feels like a challenge, and Set thinks — perhaps, he is the only one who could truly rise to meet it. ]
I do not think you weak. I just think, [ a slow, methodical pause: ] you would have been even more powerful, with me.
[ That is not to say, without Sebastian's contract. He will not threaten that, because he requires Sebastian in his own ways — they are alike, dangerous in their utility, and he wishes to learn. More than he wishes to threaten the demon's meal, or rob him of his work. It is why he does not seek to free Silco of that bargain, for he had made his choices as all humans had been born to do. He will outlive him, and Set knows — he will mourn him. ]
Ah.
[ Drawn in, the words that pass between them are ones that he schools his expression against. How ironic, that it is a human who promises a god power, in this moment. Yet, Set cannot deny that he craves it; he already has the power to break what must be broken, but what he wants most is — to be wanted. Acknowledged. Looked upon as something one is incapable of tearing their eye from, hated and perhaps, shamefully loved.
It is an enticing deal. A bargain struck, in exchange for his vow to watch over Jinx in Silco's eventual absence. The vastness of his eternity spreads before him, still; to shepherd her is one thing, but to do so ad infinitum? That is where the price increases, exponentially. Thankfully, Set is smarter than he is greedy. ]
As partners? [ Not just two men who will undoubtedly use one another, but
equals. ]