[ Only a little, he says. A small kernel of ( hope / dark desire ) attentiveness flashes through Set's sense of self, that John's desire to destroy will return to the side it will best be fed by; that nebulous, free-flowing wind-sand-shadow he is, that alights at points of contact. That curls around John's back and settles there, like the god has just decided to wind his arms about him from behind and leave his chin tucked upon his shoulder.
It is a too-familiar, too-bold physicality. A sense of dominance and power play, naturally. Ultimately, if the man remains opposed to him, he'll just have to go! Right now, they're allies of interest! ]
Are you going to make the garrison out of bone as well, maybe? I think you ought to. Make it fucked up and WEIRD so everyone is on edge all the time!
[ logically, john understands that this sense of closeness only exists in the liminal space of Communion, and he wouldn't fear dying even if he could be killed this way, but his discomfort isn't physical anyway.
a very human part of him doesn't care about intentions and simply craves being close to someone else. he's been alone ever since the dust had started to settle and he realised there was no one left. it's never gotten better because time only makes it worse, as john has always held himself apart from all the others. mostly. flings never really counted.
but the people he had known the longest and had loved the most had taken advantage of that and used his weakness to betray him. he grows tense, like an animal that allows itself to be held but never stops being ready to escape as soon as there's an opening. his Discord — which has peaked following their ritual, a murder, and an extended period of time sitting next to claude — makes the feel of him abnormally cold in addition to the rest. ]
Isn't that the opposite of what we're trying to do? Is this you making good on your promise to sow chaos by doing it by proxy?
[ he's great at pretending something never happened. ignore. deflect. do not acknowledge. he's fine! everything is still a joke here!! ]
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It is a too-familiar, too-bold physicality. A sense of dominance and power play, naturally. Ultimately, if the man remains opposed to him, he'll just have to go! Right now, they're allies of interest! ]
Are you going to make the garrison out of bone as well, maybe? I think you ought to. Make it fucked up and WEIRD so everyone is on edge all the time!
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a very human part of him doesn't care about intentions and simply craves being close to someone else. he's been alone ever since the dust had started to settle and he realised there was no one left. it's never gotten better because time only makes it worse, as john has always held himself apart from all the others. mostly. flings never really counted.
but the people he had known the longest and had loved the most had taken advantage of that and used his weakness to betray him. he grows tense, like an animal that allows itself to be held but never stops being ready to escape as soon as there's an opening. his Discord — which has peaked following their ritual, a murder, and an extended period of time sitting next to claude — makes the feel of him abnormally cold in addition to the rest. ]
Isn't that the opposite of what we're trying to do? Is this you making good on your promise to sow chaos by doing it by proxy?
[ he's great at pretending something never happened. ignore. deflect. do not acknowledge. he's fine! everything is still a joke here!! ]