[ evan looks at him in silence, knowing he's right, knowing it would be best for both of them if he charged right now. he can feel the urge to kill seething in his blood. he wants david to shut up. he wants him dead. the anger is still there, even after the cold crept in.
but he doesn't act. he just watches him, grim and glad for the mask, and wonders why it is the entity never pulls him for a trial when he needs it. ]
Yeah, well.
[ nobody should be walking away. from this in particular, both of them should be half-dead or full-dead on the ground. they shouldn't be standing. he shouldn't be ready to walk away.
evan turns and looks at the forest, at the grass beyond where the ironworks sits and rots. he's beaten people to death out here, and not just in the fog. the corpses probably didn't come with. their ghosts can't chase either one of them now.
after a few long seconds, he starts to walk away. ]
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but he doesn't act. he just watches him, grim and glad for the mask, and wonders why it is the entity never pulls him for a trial when he needs it. ]
Yeah, well.
[ nobody should be walking away. from this in particular, both of them should be half-dead or full-dead on the ground. they shouldn't be standing. he shouldn't be ready to walk away.
evan turns and looks at the forest, at the grass beyond where the ironworks sits and rots. he's beaten people to death out here, and not just in the fog. the corpses probably didn't come with. their ghosts can't chase either one of them now.
after a few long seconds, he starts to walk away. ]