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eachdraidh2015-06-19 08:21 pm
vrykolakas) wrote in eachdraidh2015-06-19 08:21 pm
Entry tags:
- alice liddell: american mcgee's alice,
- clarke griffin: the 100,
- damon salvatore: the vampire diaries,
- james flint: black sails,
- jason todd: dc comics,
- kieren walker: in the flesh,
- nerdanel: tolkien,
- prince edgar: king's quest,
- saralegui: kkm,
- simon monroe: in the flesh,
- the brucolac: the scar,
- the fledgling: vampire: the masquerade,
- zuko: avatar
video. locked to unseelie.
An act of kindness?
[The Brucolac has clearly just received bad news. He looks positively poisonous, wide streaks of silver whorling over his skin. His jaw is stiff with it, even his hair frosted over with strange metal. His right eye burns gold still.]
I am sick to shit of this half-cocked magic. [He shudders—would gesture, but he doesn't want to show off how badly his left arm is faring under the encroaching silver. It hurts to raise it to shoulderheight; above is impossible.] An act of kindness is no godsdamn cure, to be bottled and applied at will!
What is an act of kindness? Is it kind to tax a people, that a city may grow? Is it kind to lie in order to protect the honest? Is it kind to enforce a system of law and punishment?
By the gods, [he drops back, shaking his head, looking weary,] there is no hope for us.
Before anyone tells me to just do something nice, [pitching his voice mockingly higher] I've given my scribe a longer lunch break. [It is midnight.]
And apart from a marked decrease in efficency, fuck all has happened.
[The Brucolac has clearly just received bad news. He looks positively poisonous, wide streaks of silver whorling over his skin. His jaw is stiff with it, even his hair frosted over with strange metal. His right eye burns gold still.]
I am sick to shit of this half-cocked magic. [He shudders—would gesture, but he doesn't want to show off how badly his left arm is faring under the encroaching silver. It hurts to raise it to shoulderheight; above is impossible.] An act of kindness is no godsdamn cure, to be bottled and applied at will!
What is an act of kindness? Is it kind to tax a people, that a city may grow? Is it kind to lie in order to protect the honest? Is it kind to enforce a system of law and punishment?
By the gods, [he drops back, shaking his head, looking weary,] there is no hope for us.
Before anyone tells me to just do something nice, [pitching his voice mockingly higher] I've given my scribe a longer lunch break. [It is midnight.]
And apart from a marked decrease in efficency, fuck all has happened.
video;
Where I'm from they tried to use us as slave labour, too, claimed we had to "give back" to society, we didn't get a say in it. [He can't keep the bitterness out of his voice, and worse still, he doesn't know all that is over and he won't be finding out for a while.
He appreciates the respect, he really does.] My world's got a ways to go yet. What about yours? If mine gave you hope, then I take it those factories are still around?
I figured there might've been more natives, since Kieren and I went to Quendi, too, but all the same it's good to meet other Shardbearers like us. Seems lots of the natives don't like us very much, just not undead, but all of us. [Still, he does want to see or meet these others some day, it's a wondrous sort of thing.]