Giriko was silent for a moment. This could be some kind of lie, but that wasn't Shibusen's style, either. What could Shibusen possibly want with Giriko, anyway, other than to simply kill him, finally. With Arachnophobia broken, Giriko was no real threat to them. He hadn't even been important enough to kill. They had just left him there, sleeping like an idiot, while they destroyed his world and everything that was important to him.
The knowledge that that was true burned with an unreasonable, insane anger in his chest. But it was an anger he would stoke for now. He would stoke it, feed it, until it was more than just a fire. He'd feed it and release it at the right time, when he had a chance to really hurt those assholes, and then the heat would be so high that it would consume the world.
"What do you want from me?" he asked finally, his voice low.
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Date: 2010-10-18 07:52 pm (UTC)The knowledge that that was true burned with an unreasonable, insane anger in his chest. But it was an anger he would stoke for now. He would stoke it, feed it, until it was more than just a fire. He'd feed it and release it at the right time, when he had a chance to really hurt those assholes, and then the heat would be so high that it would consume the world.
"What do you want from me?" he asked finally, his voice low.