[Sun above and Shadow below, he is just like Aelaidas, minus the attachment. Minus the lack of shame. Everything else lines up in ways that are beginning to sicken her.
For a moment, she quivers in anger before she seems to deflate and take one stumbling step backwards. Because of she doesn't, she's going to toss him over the railing.
Her lip curls as she prepares a retort that never comes. He remembers -- she does not. She was wrong, and so she has nothing to stand on.]
Yes. Alright?
[It sounds more like an admission of defeat than an answer. She glances over to the bar, unsurprising that the bartender had finally fled, before looking back to Marduk for one last stare. They've probably gone to fetch security. Awkwardly, she starts to shuffle back down the hallway that will lead her to the skywalk that will bring her, eventually, to her room.
No goodbyes. For all she knows, they are staying in the same hotel. But she doesn't care. She just -- needs to move.]
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For a moment, she quivers in anger before she seems to deflate and take one stumbling step backwards. Because of she doesn't, she's going to toss him over the railing.
Her lip curls as she prepares a retort that never comes. He remembers -- she does not. She was wrong, and so she has nothing to stand on.]
Yes. Alright?
[It sounds more like an admission of defeat than an answer. She glances over to the bar, unsurprising that the bartender had finally fled, before looking back to Marduk for one last stare. They've probably gone to fetch security. Awkwardly, she starts to shuffle back down the hallway that will lead her to the skywalk that will bring her, eventually, to her room.
No goodbyes. For all she knows, they are staying in the same hotel. But she doesn't care. She just -- needs to move.]