Pile them high and watch their eyes. Empty glass beneath a dying sunrise.
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The last one falls.
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Where hides the challenge.
Currently laying down line after line of filament into a small disassembled container. Her fingers work with a slow controlled patience as there are occasional pauses to add emitters.
"Nearly done."
Take it.
- required. Your use is less than you know."
Juridical facilities were notoriously difficult to manoeuvre through, even if you weren't locked away. But, she'd done it once and so she'd do it again.
Dead weight or not.
She barks out a sheer laugh.
"'Forerunner'?"
Humans.
"Just Forerunner? Stupid [apes] hardly use their eyes, nor that which sits behind," she begins stalking towards him, her finders settling against a strip of metal at the hip of her Combat-skin.
"A better answer is -
- on him as she lands on the answer; Juridical.
"You," she sneers, trimlines flaring a bright amber. "Offer a reason to keep your breath."
Not again. Not again. Not again.
The Warrior-Servants head is turning this way and that as she desperately searches the now sealed room. Ever glance takes in the subtle motif's, Builder? Juridical? Lifeworker?
Which one?
Her eyes finally land -
The craft of weaponry draws my attention, for a time.
But.... Idleness I cannot stand. Years and years have passed in stillness and silence. Battle brings the right noise, and the right movement.
Hehe
There is too much time to fill with 'hobbies'.
Action is what I crave.
Time drags on and on...
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What beauty? They offer war and nothing more. Aggression is the song they sing anything else is a misplaced note.
Do the rules sit differently for those who are not Human? That hatred is serious? Justified?
Spoiled for choice. I'll keep it a surprise.
An answer was given, one without lie. Why do you mock it?
What would you lose, if you could choose?
I am a Forerunner. A Warrior-Servant. A witness of your harm and your fall.
A good time for me, but not for thee.
That is their intention.
Your words are so limiting.
Not those primates.
The insides of a Builder. Best served under a hot blade.