If I had known the inside of sea monsters were really crappy office layouts, I wouldn’t have been so bothered.
[John says dryly, tail twitching, cat face expressive enough to display his displeasure.
It is a creepy place, that seems to go on forever, and maybe it’s trying to be the Matrix or something, but he’s seen all the Matrixes, too.
There is no spoon.
He tries to ignore the distance, and focus only what’s in front of him.
A target. Prey.
He just needs to focus on prey. And the chase.
He approaches Zyrian, slowly, his pupils widening.]
I’d like to ask when things changed for you, when you decided that the Vast was more important than your fellow human beings, but I guess that doesn’t really matter now. But you killed the previous Warden, Tawnya, didn’t you? Or at least ‘took care of the problem.’ What did she have on you?
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[John says dryly, tail twitching, cat face expressive enough to display his displeasure.
It is a creepy place, that seems to go on forever, and maybe it’s trying to be the Matrix or something, but he’s seen all the Matrixes, too.
There is no spoon.
He tries to ignore the distance, and focus only what’s in front of him.
A target. Prey.
He just needs to focus on prey. And the chase.
He approaches Zyrian, slowly, his pupils widening.]
I’d like to ask when things changed for you, when you decided that the Vast was more important than your fellow human beings, but I guess that doesn’t really matter now. But you killed the previous Warden, Tawnya, didn’t you? Or at least ‘took care of the problem.’ What did she have on you?