07-23-2018, 03:11 AM
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DOES THE BLANK STARE-
SCARE YOU MORE THAN THE FROWN?
[W]iskerDOES THE BLANK STARE-
SCARE YOU MORE THAN THE FROWN?
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;color: #E0EEEE;text-transform:lowercase;"] It's easy to brush people off without knowing them, it's easy to hurt them when you don't know them too. Anyone who had their first go at killing another sentient animal would be told to pretend it was just game. Mindless. Sonder is a different thing, a terrible horrendous think to killers. It doesn't even have to be everyone just- to look in the eyes of their victims and understand that they have done wrong is enough. sometimes it's the driving force to peace, sometimes argus wished it was enough to make peace a reality.
Argus could be the first person to admit that sonder didn't deter them in the slightest, no it was time. Years of hurting amounting to nothing did little to impress anyone and everything to their own guilt complex. Time widdled away thier claws and added to the list of names to remember and sadly- quite a few of them shared the same name as them. A lot of them- all of them were family in some aspect. Mourning never truly stopped, and if someone thought they were over it they were wrong- just lacking the right trigger to remember.
Argus did not need someone's life story to understand that coming here had more to do with running away then it did with joining someplace new. to a clan that celebrated freedom there were an awful lot of secrets. And that wasn't bad it was just... people here respected privacy, and it was something argus respected, admired. even if it drove them half mad with worry when they saw someone suffering and could do nothing to help. it wasn't in their way to help everyone- they simply couldn't. It would do more harm than good either way.
Argus saw the jagress storm off not to long ago, it was a split second decision to follow afterwards. Light trek making it rather easy to catch onto Jacob's conversation to deldratch. They blinked slolwy at the words, not really understanding- had jacob not met her before or was it- oh
oh.
See, Argus tends to see with aura's before they ever do with anything else. It's a more reliable tracking sense, and more perfectly honed than their nose or eyes even. So it took a moment to detect the... differences. Dull eyes brightening slightly on hinted self-amusment.
so, instead of responding, or correcting jacob, they sit back. muting the larger grin on their expression to something more neutral. Letting out a hum as if to hide the laughter that they feel bubbling from their throat. "Hnn."
Argus could be the first person to admit that sonder didn't deter them in the slightest, no it was time. Years of hurting amounting to nothing did little to impress anyone and everything to their own guilt complex. Time widdled away thier claws and added to the list of names to remember and sadly- quite a few of them shared the same name as them. A lot of them- all of them were family in some aspect. Mourning never truly stopped, and if someone thought they were over it they were wrong- just lacking the right trigger to remember.
Argus did not need someone's life story to understand that coming here had more to do with running away then it did with joining someplace new. to a clan that celebrated freedom there were an awful lot of secrets. And that wasn't bad it was just... people here respected privacy, and it was something argus respected, admired. even if it drove them half mad with worry when they saw someone suffering and could do nothing to help. it wasn't in their way to help everyone- they simply couldn't. It would do more harm than good either way.
Argus saw the jagress storm off not to long ago, it was a split second decision to follow afterwards. Light trek making it rather easy to catch onto Jacob's conversation to deldratch. They blinked slolwy at the words, not really understanding- had jacob not met her before or was it- oh
oh.
See, Argus tends to see with aura's before they ever do with anything else. It's a more reliable tracking sense, and more perfectly honed than their nose or eyes even. So it took a moment to detect the... differences. Dull eyes brightening slightly on hinted self-amusment.
so, instead of responding, or correcting jacob, they sit back. muting the larger grin on their expression to something more neutral. Letting out a hum as if to hide the laughter that they feel bubbling from their throat. "Hnn."