http://touch-of-ice.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] touch-of-ice.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2007-01-25 09:52 pm (UTC)

"Children..."

Malice was absent from his voice although there was a strong undercurrent of annoyance. People abused his technology, he ended up being ran all over the place to do repairs or make new changes to things, and now he was doing lackey work that would have been far better suited to someone else with less intelligence. Somedays, it just didn't pay to be a Nobody.

Vexen drew back his hood from his face, pushing his hair aside with a careless gesture. There were times when he knew he should just cut it all off. Folding his hands back before him, Vexen didn't look overly pleased as he watched her.

"I told you already. I'm Nobody. Now that I've answered your question, do be polite enough to answer mine. I should like to know who you are and exactly what it is that brings you here of all places."

And to let me know if I should help or hinder you, he thought to himself. He had no real love of the plans, so why should he go along with them?

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