If I told you "that's treating the memorials to their souls poorly", would you tell me I'm wrong? You probably fucking would.
[ aquila's tone goes from irritated to something colder, like iron. ] Aren't you from some place where people don't even die? Of course it's strange to you. Maybe you should stop trying to explain to me why you think this is a good idea and just listen instead. You're the odd one out here, in case you haven't noticed, not the majority.
But you know what? It doesn't matter. Sure. Go on, mess up the graves. Face the consequences for it. It's not my problem.
I am listening to you, it is simply not at all obvious to someone who is not one of your kind why this would naturally have consequences! Or do you expect everyone to simply accept what you say and offer no explanation in turn?
[he did it once and it was fine, come on. there's irritation in his own tone, there.]
Perhaps consider going to the library and reading a book, Emet-Selch? It might help you get your head out of your ass, lest you swallow yourself up entirely.
[ and then they
make a shadow portal, step into it, and they're gone. ]
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[ aquila's tone goes from irritated to something colder, like iron. ] Aren't you from some place where people don't even die? Of course it's strange to you. Maybe you should stop trying to explain to me why you think this is a good idea and just listen instead. You're the odd one out here, in case you haven't noticed, not the majority.
But you know what? It doesn't matter. Sure. Go on, mess up the graves. Face the consequences for it. It's not my problem.
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[he did it once and it was fine, come on. there's irritation in his own tone, there.]
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Perhaps consider going to the library and reading a book, Emet-Selch? It might help you get your head out of your ass, lest you swallow yourself up entirely.
[ and then they
make a shadow portal, step into it, and they're gone. ]
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[...and they're gone.
he's quiet, for a moment or two, before he huffs and stalks off in turn.]