This place doesn't allow peace for long; there always seems to be some event or another to stir people up.
[Silco continued to approach slowly to where Richard had set up, but his steps stuttered uncharacteristically at the statement of his generosity. He liked to think of himself as fair, in a sense of the word when it came to Zaun where if he received something, he would give in return. Zaun was a nation of promises, favours and handshake deals, and there was much credit put to someone honouring their word.
So it called into question why he went out of his way to show Richard places or simply showed up. There was a strangeness to their conversations, an intrigue that nudged the deep unsettled sensation inside of him. Perhaps it was that they were both monsters? Why did he handled Richard like he handled his daughter? Was that all there was? A similarity to the deep unsettled nature of a person afflicted with voice or...? Thinking of Jinx's current rejection stung just a touch, but he pushed it away. He was not filling that void with this man.
He made a point to look between Richard and the pig again as if trying to examine a problem that required solving.] The apartments are quaint enough I'm told. There are other accommodations as well such as bunking with a friend, sleeping in the woods - not particularly recommended - and stealing your way into abandoned places. I see many chosen have roommate situations, but you seem to enjoy your privacy.
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Date: 2024-06-19 11:29 am (UTC)[Silco continued to approach slowly to where Richard had set up, but his steps stuttered uncharacteristically at the statement of his generosity. He liked to think of himself as fair, in a sense of the word when it came to Zaun where if he received something, he would give in return. Zaun was a nation of promises, favours and handshake deals, and there was much credit put to someone honouring their word.
So it called into question why he went out of his way to show Richard places or simply showed up. There was a strangeness to their conversations, an intrigue that nudged the deep unsettled sensation inside of him. Perhaps it was that they were both monsters? Why did he handled Richard like he handled his daughter? Was that all there was? A similarity to the deep unsettled nature of a person afflicted with voice or...? Thinking of Jinx's current rejection stung just a touch, but he pushed it away. He was not filling that void with this man.
He made a point to look between Richard and the pig again as if trying to examine a problem that required solving.] The apartments are quaint enough I'm told. There are other accommodations as well such as bunking with a friend, sleeping in the woods - not particularly recommended - and stealing your way into abandoned places. I see many chosen have roommate situations, but you seem to enjoy your privacy.