( to tell the truth, telling makoto to get lost wouldn't have had the effect that liem might have hoped it would — perhaps that's one bad trait he's picked up from his demonic master, ever eager to continue to press on where he is distinctly not wanted, as if the irritation caused by that further intrusion is sweet enough to him to warrant it in the first place. no, he would likely have made the same decision he makes now, persisting in his seat and setting his attention solely on liem, curious as to why a Shard-Bearer would appear in such a place as this, solitary and dolorous as he is, and obstinately refusing to acknowledge what makoto believes to be an apparent enough truth when all factors are viewed in composite.
because he can cast doubts on makoto's intentions and defend his own as random and purposeless, but the demon very much doubts that's the case.
he replies to liem's sharp-tongued riposte with a sphinxlike smile and something mischievous alight in his pale, heavy-lidded eyes. )
I've been told as much. ( though the only person whose opinion mattered to him had praised him for his cleverness and initiative, so it had washed away all of the negative reinforcement he had received from other demons' vexation and the confrontation he had had with kieran that had nearly gone dramatically and violently awry for him. ) But I like to think of it as a professional curiosity.
( he hums noncommittally in response, though he finds the justifications paltry and thin — yes, highstorm might be smaller and less congested with people and structures as springstar is, but it's not like it's wanting for places where one might hide away and drink themselves to oblivion. he hasn't been living in the city that much longer than liem, but his initial explorations have proved that those particular specifications aren't that difficult to find... )
Well, ( he begins to reply, his smile growing a little wider in delight that the stranger would play along with him, even if it's just a little bit (and even if it's likely in sarcasm), ) like everyone else that has found themselves here this evening, I have chosen to do so purposefully. This place... Mm, let's just say that when it comes to the atmosphere and the clientele, there is no other place in Highstorm that reminds me more of home.
( that inhuman creatures can come here and be so honest and forthright with their desires, those that might be considered taboo or unseemly in different places or among different company... he, of course, would never be so free or mercenary with his own, but he is still enchanted regardless. )
You know, ( he continues, something low and purring in his honeyed tone of voice, ) for someone to come to a place such as this and sit alone, dark and brooding... it tends to come across in a certain way. Are you truly so surprised I joined you?
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because he can cast doubts on makoto's intentions and defend his own as random and purposeless, but the demon very much doubts that's the case.
he replies to liem's sharp-tongued riposte with a sphinxlike smile and something mischievous alight in his pale, heavy-lidded eyes. )
I've been told as much. ( though the only person whose opinion mattered to him had praised him for his cleverness and initiative, so it had washed away all of the negative reinforcement he had received from other demons' vexation and the confrontation he had had with kieran that had nearly gone dramatically and violently awry for him. ) But I like to think of it as a professional curiosity.
( he hums noncommittally in response, though he finds the justifications paltry and thin — yes, highstorm might be smaller and less congested with people and structures as springstar is, but it's not like it's wanting for places where one might hide away and drink themselves to oblivion. he hasn't been living in the city that much longer than liem, but his initial explorations have proved that those particular specifications aren't that difficult to find... )
Well, ( he begins to reply, his smile growing a little wider in delight that the stranger would play along with him, even if it's just a little bit (and even if it's likely in sarcasm), ) like everyone else that has found themselves here this evening, I have chosen to do so purposefully. This place... Mm, let's just say that when it comes to the atmosphere and the clientele, there is no other place in Highstorm that reminds me more of home.
( that inhuman creatures can come here and be so honest and forthright with their desires, those that might be considered taboo or unseemly in different places or among different company... he, of course, would never be so free or mercenary with his own, but he is still enchanted regardless. )
You know, ( he continues, something low and purring in his honeyed tone of voice, ) for someone to come to a place such as this and sit alone, dark and brooding... it tends to come across in a certain way. Are you truly so surprised I joined you?
( this is like, vampire 101, liem, come on )