[ Try as he might, Set won't get far in his attempts to pry into Gen's mind before being warded off -- violently. There's no warning before the landscape of Gen's psyche, the sliver that Set can see through Communion, explodes with the jagged heat of his own rage. ]
SHUT IT!
[ His words bristle, all sharp edges and coils of barbed wire, white-hot with anger even when he continues at a lower snarl. ]
You think you're the only one with something important at stake?!
[ And there lies the crux of the matter, doesn't it? (Yes, Gen would normally care about prodding at the sleeping beast with a branding iron like this. Yes, this is an action he wouldn't take lightly. But also -- none of that matters. Nothing else matters until he's once more secured that single object he cares about magnitudes more than his own life.)
There's the briefest pause before he gives an ugly laugh, the noise harsh and edged with derision. It's of a sharper, more bitter flavor than his usual attitude; Set isn't the only one whose nerves have been grated at. ]
And the hell's wrong with you. I should have just asked you? As if I could trust that! [ His anger spikes once more, though this time it bristles with an equal amount of hurt. He'd trusted Liem, after all. Had thought Liem one of the more decent adults he'd ever met -- turns out adults are all the same, after all. Selfish, self-serving, deceptive. A bitter, resentful huff before he continues, his voice lower; his anger ebbs and flows, volatile, but never subsiding to any substantial degree. ] I have what you care about, so you're gonna listen to me if you don't want me to smash'em to bits. Understand?
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SHUT IT!
[ His words bristle, all sharp edges and coils of barbed wire, white-hot with anger even when he continues at a lower snarl. ]
You think you're the only one with something important at stake?!
[ And there lies the crux of the matter, doesn't it? (Yes, Gen would normally care about prodding at the sleeping beast with a branding iron like this. Yes, this is an action he wouldn't take lightly. But also -- none of that matters. Nothing else matters until he's once more secured that single object he cares about magnitudes more than his own life.)
There's the briefest pause before he gives an ugly laugh, the noise harsh and edged with derision. It's of a sharper, more bitter flavor than his usual attitude; Set isn't the only one whose nerves have been grated at. ]
And the hell's wrong with you. I should have just asked you? As if I could trust that! [ His anger spikes once more, though this time it bristles with an equal amount of hurt. He'd trusted Liem, after all. Had thought Liem one of the more decent adults he'd ever met -- turns out adults are all the same, after all. Selfish, self-serving, deceptive. A bitter, resentful huff before he continues, his voice lower; his anger ebbs and flows, volatile, but never subsiding to any substantial degree. ] I have what you care about, so you're gonna listen to me if you don't want me to smash'em to bits. Understand?