[Silco knew anguish, and he cared little to avoid temptation for those around him. They had a right to indulge in their own desires at will, especially with life being as cruel and painful as it normally was. His own indulgences were subtler, but he was no more or less able to escape them as anyone else.
He looked at Richard, the corner of his lip twitching at the question. He had believed in solitude for a long time - since Vander - and he had been content to focus on his life goal forever. He had the focus and the cruelty to see it done, building his little drug empire deep below and then striking when Vander was weakest to wrestle control. He had done all that on his own, in relative solitude. The Jinx came into his life, and she had weaseled her way in beyond his defenses. He had been... okay with that, even as things went off the rails and both of them lost control of the situation. Even with one hand on the wheel, he could steer when she was off on the limb. Then he found a piece in his world he wouldn't be willing to give up and the dream of independence momentarily put on pause.]
One can be in solitude and still be surrounded by people. [He met Richard's step with one of his own, as if using physical closeness as part of his point.] Don't you it would be better to rule over all your aspirations with someone else who shares your grit and determination? Someone who knows all your dark secrets and embraces you still, pushes you up to the necessary highs only for you to turn and pull them up with you to bask in that success? [He leaned his face closer to Richard's.] Someone to watch your back and you theirs? Someone you'd burn the world down for?
[He rolled his eyes and turned his face aside, not minding the pig in the bed. Whitey was important to Richard.] I accidentally spooned him the other night searching for you in the bed. [Normally he didn't have to search far for Richard who latched on like a barnacle. His thoughts ground to a halt at Richard's antics, and he turned the strawberry over in his fingers to allow easier access to the fruit.] I think you like being a tease....
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Date: 2024-08-16 04:14 pm (UTC)He looked at Richard, the corner of his lip twitching at the question. He had believed in solitude for a long time - since Vander - and he had been content to focus on his life goal forever. He had the focus and the cruelty to see it done, building his little drug empire deep below and then striking when Vander was weakest to wrestle control. He had done all that on his own, in relative solitude. The Jinx came into his life, and she had weaseled her way in beyond his defenses. He had been... okay with that, even as things went off the rails and both of them lost control of the situation. Even with one hand on the wheel, he could steer when she was off on the limb. Then he found a piece in his world he wouldn't be willing to give up and the dream of independence momentarily put on pause.]
One can be in solitude and still be surrounded by people. [He met Richard's step with one of his own, as if using physical closeness as part of his point.] Don't you it would be better to rule over all your aspirations with someone else who shares your grit and determination? Someone who knows all your dark secrets and embraces you still, pushes you up to the necessary highs only for you to turn and pull them up with you to bask in that success? [He leaned his face closer to Richard's.] Someone to watch your back and you theirs? Someone you'd burn the world down for?
[He rolled his eyes and turned his face aside, not minding the pig in the bed. Whitey was important to Richard.] I accidentally spooned him the other night searching for you in the bed. [Normally he didn't have to search far for Richard who latched on like a barnacle. His thoughts ground to a halt at Richard's antics, and he turned the strawberry over in his fingers to allow easier access to the fruit.] I think you like being a tease....