( the kick lands and momentarily winds him, enough that his prone position on the ground is ripe for silco to take charge of. it's perhaps a testament to voryn's patience when he's straddled by the human and does nothing to dislodge him despite the foul memories it evokes. in another time in another place, he's been in this same position, struggling against a seasoned warrior from the north, enduring the barbarism until his lord and king came to slay them and save him. for hayame to take that role now is unexpected; however, saving is the last thing he needs.
the general in him criticizes the man for dropping his knife rather than taking the opportunity to run him through with it. if silco were capable of pinning him effectively, this position could have spelled his death. while there are many counters to being on his back, voryn leaves silco there on top of him, because it will give them an advantage when it comes to killing him.
the diplomat in him criticizes the man for declaring his intent to slay him when their goals are so similar. voryn has held to meridian ideals for the sole fact that his worldโand only his worldโmust be restored for him to carry out his vengeance. caring not for any other, he would form quiet alliances if it served him. but this time has passed, and this creature of nihilism that silco has let himself become seems mindlessly hateful. these are the easiest monsters to destroy.
taking hold of silco's lapels, voryn risks impalement, too, by pulling the man closer. until his mouth rests against his ear, speaking intimately there to ensure he's heard even through spat vitriol. ) I pity you, Silco... You are stubborn, but your desire for vengeance is weaker than my own. Because of this, you shall never succeed against me.
But I wish you better luck on your next attempt.
( voryn drops back on hayame's last word, cheek having briefly pressed to silco's in a mockery of an embrace. his vice-like hold on silco's clothing is used to shove his upper body higher so that they may look each other in the eye as the arrow strikes, uncaring that whatever comes through the man's head will be spilled upon him. )
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the general in him criticizes the man for dropping his knife rather than taking the opportunity to run him through with it. if silco were capable of pinning him effectively, this position could have spelled his death. while there are many counters to being on his back, voryn leaves silco there on top of him, because it will give them an advantage when it comes to killing him.
the diplomat in him criticizes the man for declaring his intent to slay him when their goals are so similar. voryn has held to meridian ideals for the sole fact that his worldโand only his worldโmust be restored for him to carry out his vengeance. caring not for any other, he would form quiet alliances if it served him. but this time has passed, and this creature of nihilism that silco has let himself become seems mindlessly hateful. these are the easiest monsters to destroy.
taking hold of silco's lapels, voryn risks impalement, too, by pulling the man closer. until his mouth rests against his ear, speaking intimately there to ensure he's heard even through spat vitriol. ) I pity you, Silco... You are stubborn, but your desire for vengeance is weaker than my own. Because of this, you shall never succeed against me.
But I wish you better luck on your next attempt.
( voryn drops back on hayame's last word, cheek having briefly pressed to silco's in a mockery of an embrace. his vice-like hold on silco's clothing is used to shove his upper body higher so that they may look each other in the eye as the arrow strikes, uncaring that whatever comes through the man's head will be spilled upon him. )