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nexus_sages2015-11-17 10:29 pm
heirtothedragonsfire) wrote in nexus_sages2015-11-17 10:29 pm
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A multiversal plane is not an every day occurrence. Aliens, zombies, sentient robots... they're not a familiar sight either. Despite all of this, Isidor Briar Durant strides into this unfamiliar territory chin up, tailored suit, heels clicking against the ground, as if she owns the place. Viatorus follows nervously behind her, offering her answers whenever the smallest spark of confusion appears in her eyes as she scans area. She takes her time about putting names and terms to the things around her. It is important. She needs to be more than just informed about the Nexus, she needs to be familiar with it.
And then, when she decides she's ready, her intense examination changes with a blink. Isidor clasps her hands together and smiles, becoming the picture of a friendly stranger. "Hello. This is an exciting place, isn't it? Full of interesting people, I'm certain. I'd very much like to get to know you. Your name, a little bit about you and where you come from, maybe."
And then, when she decides she's ready, her intense examination changes with a blink. Isidor clasps her hands together and smiles, becoming the picture of a friendly stranger. "Hello. This is an exciting place, isn't it? Full of interesting people, I'm certain. I'd very much like to get to know you. Your name, a little bit about you and where you come from, maybe."
Meanwhile he's like "Wtf is college?"
"I treated you like new friends even after your weaselly little brother didn't wanna shake my hand like a real man! All the good-hearted folks in the Nexus didn't have any problem with it, but apparently he's too good for that!"
He stands as straight and tall as he can, but in posturing like this it never really is the height that matters. Even though he has the high ground, she has the boldness and strength to be looking up.
"He comes around whisper-mumblin' about Dreamwalkin' and neither of you ever really explained what that is, so I'm gonna go ahead and guess: He literally goes in people's minds, huh? He's a mentalist." He practically spits the word. "Gettin' in people's heads? Readin' their thoughts? Influencin' 'em? That's the lowest kinda dishonor there is, and that's comin' from an ex-necromancer."
Yeah, cool and good idea. Insult her brother. It's not like it's her whole life's purpose to protect him in all respects.
Shhh, don't let her realise~
"You're really convinced, aren't you? Calling my brother out for not being a 'real man'." The thought gets a laugh which moves to a look of derision. "When you are... what, exactly? A corpse? A murderer who was once a man? Playing at being a decent person. A farmer no less. Right. Because that will make you a good person." She peers closer at him. "Or maybe you're not even trying. Maybe you're doing the same thing you always did. You're just trying to scare people a different way to get what you want." The spite vanishes so that her tone becomes cool and unemotional. "At the very least? You're a coward."
Behind her, Viatorus whines, pleadingly. "Isidor..."
>:( How dare you act like you know me? I mean you totally nailed it, but HOW DARE
"I don't have to listen to this," is the only watered-down excuse he can think to growl.
He steps back but doesn't turn around. He points once more at both of them, Viatorus the longest, and warns, "I got my eye on the both of you." That'll disprove everything Isidor said!
He turns quickly but isn't in quite as much of a rush to leave. He'd hate to look like he was retreating, after all. Wouldn't want to give her that satisfaction. With his arms crossed he stomps off, and unless the Durant siblings have something to shout after him, he's on his way to greener pastures to pollute.