On considering his return to scorched

[silverking]

The lights still flicker wildly there, don't they? But that is the nature of the Door. No, that I remember does not mean that I wish to go back. There is nothing for me in that place besides ghostly memories and monuments built to commemorate people and things long gone.

Not that you care, hm? And they call me an abyssal one.

[His laugh is a grim and humorless one.]

But you say I have unfinished business. Tell me, what is that? A basement of grisly shadows sealed away? A severed arm left to a magician? Too trivial by far.

Or is it not my arm to which you're referring? Hers...? Now, I might go back for that. But then what? I don't like to act without planning ahead, as you well know. Tell me what comes next and maybe I'll consider returning after all.

Comments

[silverking]

You can hope all you like.

[sakurabito]

Of course. How had I forgotten?

[GDI Isley, you better not be a pain.]

It is in your nature to be difficult.

[silverking]

As it is in yours, Byakuya.

[sakurabito]

Not difficult. Steadfast.

[silverking]

Stubborn!

[sakurabito]

Unwavering.

[silverking]

Unreasonable.

[sakurabito]

Realistic.

[silverking]

Refractory.

[sakurabito]

You intend to keep going.

[Who's the obstinate one now?]

[silverking]

Intend to? Only if you do. I've rested long enough, I think. I feel quite tireless.

[sakurabito]

You have never seemed the type to 'rest'.

What has taken you so long to find a reason? You had no shortage of reasons to be irritating before.

[silverking]

I spent several years resting before I found myself in Anatole the first time, Byakuya, and the years thereafter were...not unlike the years that preceded my arrival. Eventful in their own right, but...

[He trails off, thoughtful. But at that little jab he manages a smile that isn't altogether unappreciative.]

Perhaps my sole intent is to irritate you.