[Right now, if someone asked him what he wants, if he were to be granted a wish, he would have a hard time choosing between eradicating all wealth and inheritance based systems of power that subjugate the lower class and winning this argument with Kostos.
But no. Of course Kostos wants to end it, and win. Things never change. If Kostos were in front of him, right now, Nikos would spit on him. Kick him. Punch him in his stupid fucking face. Put this sending crystal through his eye. Instead--]
Or should I just put you off and say that your concern has been noted. Fuckface. I'll make sure to start telling everyone that I don't know you, and spare you the trouble.
[ —not what he meant, not what he wants, not what he's attempting to say under twenty layers of anger and pride and an assortment of other sins. But this isn't like bickering with Nell over mage freedom and then going for drinks after, or like picking fights with the sea of people he doesn't give even a small damn about, and he does want it to end. So: fine. Fine. Whatever.
The clattering and crash is the sound of the crystal being dropped into a drawer that is subsequently slammed shut. ]
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your mean tag to darras dredged this up too so now i can get the last word thnx
[Right now, if someone asked him what he wants, if he were to be granted a wish, he would have a hard time choosing between eradicating all wealth and inheritance based systems of power that subjugate the lower class and winning this argument with Kostos.
But no. Of course Kostos wants to end it, and win. Things never change. If Kostos were in front of him, right now, Nikos would spit on him. Kick him. Punch him in his stupid fucking face. Put this sending crystal through his eye. Instead--]
Or should I just put you off and say that your concern has been noted. Fuckface. I'll make sure to start telling everyone that I don't know you, and spare you the trouble.
the last full sentences how about
[ —not what he meant, not what he wants, not what he's attempting to say under twenty layers of anger and pride and an assortment of other sins. But this isn't like bickering with Nell over mage freedom and then going for drinks after, or like picking fights with the sea of people he doesn't give even a small damn about, and he does want it to end. So: fine. Fine. Whatever.
The clattering and crash is the sound of the crystal being dropped into a drawer that is subsequently slammed shut. ]