[ He asked, with a faint snap of his reply, like a cracked whip. He wants nothing more than to silence him, or maybe turn his head away because he looks like he is noticing things, and Silco does not like the prospect of someone β anyone β noticing something about him.
He is a cruel, hard man. He holds many secrets, and he wormed his way into power by being careful, and cautious until it was too late. Silco had always had to claw and bitterly climb his way to what he wanted or needed, and it meant that he had often noticed things that others didn't. It was one of the few tools he had in a world where he had always been lesser.
He does not enjoy someone else throwing that atool against him. ]
You seem to not mean a lot of the things you do. [ He finally says, a sharp blade, wielded carefully. His steps are slow, like a predator, but more than that: he is dragging out the wait. It always makes the blood pump faster, make it taste better. ]
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[ He asked, with a faint snap of his reply, like a cracked whip. He wants nothing more than to silence him, or maybe turn his head away because he looks like he is noticing things, and Silco does not like the prospect of someone β anyone β noticing something about him.
He is a cruel, hard man. He holds many secrets, and he wormed his way into power by being careful, and cautious until it was too late. Silco had always had to claw and bitterly climb his way to what he wanted or needed, and it meant that he had often noticed things that others didn't. It was one of the few tools he had in a world where he had always been lesser.
He does not enjoy someone else throwing that atool against him. ]
You seem to not mean a lot of the things you do. [ He finally says, a sharp blade, wielded carefully. His steps are slow, like a predator, but more than that: he is dragging out the wait. It always makes the blood pump faster, make it taste better. ]
Yet you keep doing such things.