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02-01-2017, 05:21 PM
Drop the dagger
lather the blood on your hands, Romeo
lather the blood on your hands, Romeo
Libertad watches the other man thoughtfully. He listens to the repetition of his own words and offers no further comment on the matter. It is when he mentions further of the Basin that he’s drawn back into the conversation. All he has ever known of the place are the few stories spoken to him by his father on the few occasions he had bothered to show his face. He spoke of the colors that painted the sky that had left him awestruck as a boy. The novelty of a snowy mountain lost its appeal long before he grew. Why anyone by choice would reside a land that is an artic wasteland is beyond him. A comfortable life is far preferable over snuffling about in the snow for meager scraps that the frost hasn’t reached. Libertad doesn’t spend much time contemplating the context of the “love” the elder mentions, truly it doesn’t seem particularly interesting, just the rambling of a bitter old man.
He retreats into the quiet of his thoughts for a long moment. It isn’t until there is a strewn of questions thrown at him that he returns to himself. Libertad takes them all in and is mildly surprised at the boldness of it all. Quite a nosy fucker, he thinks to himself. There is long moment of simply thinking and deciding whether it will be worth his time to answer.. “No,” Libertad says finally, allowing the man to interpret his answer as he pleases though it encompasses the list of invasive questions. “You didn’t answer my previous question. Who are you?” He says with a bit more of a demand to his tone.
"Talk?"
He retreats into the quiet of his thoughts for a long moment. It isn’t until there is a strewn of questions thrown at him that he returns to himself. Libertad takes them all in and is mildly surprised at the boldness of it all. Quite a nosy fucker, he thinks to himself. There is long moment of simply thinking and deciding whether it will be worth his time to answer.. “No,” Libertad says finally, allowing the man to interpret his answer as he pleases though it encompasses the list of invasive questions. “You didn’t answer my previous question. Who are you?” He says with a bit more of a demand to his tone.
"Talk?"
@Albrecht
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