CAUSE I'M NOT HERE AGAIN / typhoon

[Luciferr]

S I L E N T

AS ABOVE SO BELOW, WHAT YOU REAP IS WHAT YOU SOW

”not that it’s my business or purview but I believe people already told you they left? Or so I hear Atticus” came a drawling dual toned voice as a lanky grotesque figure moved out of the shadows of the trees, eyes-less gaping socket holes turning from Atticus to goldie with something like abject boredom - and it couldn’t help but think briefly why Atticus was oh so fixated on Sweeney, he could understand his mother perhaps in an abstract sense of misplaced blood loyalty but far as Silent knew, Sweeney would have despised Atticus’ Turn from the Pitt - from what he remembered of the girl, she’d been a staunch loyalist - but that was the least of his concerns.

Right now it seemed the topic of the day was clan politics, how droll.

Silent’s teeth clicked as he spoke, shrugging tendril writhing shoulders ”I’m not familiar with current politics on the whys of it all - just that the Pitt remains enemy number one as ever” said the former Pitt leader to the former typhoon leader, my how times do change, but being a former leader was hardly an achievement to him, simply something that had happened and was now done.

Means to an end, so to speak.

Reclining back on his haunches, the creature stretched his jaws wide briefly in what some might say was a yawn before merely proceeding to watch on quietly, no more to say but no less interested in what amusement this might bring.

#psychosocial.