mortalcoil: (blindside)
Coil Lenn ([personal profile] mortalcoil) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet 2015-07-02 12:00 am (UTC)

[between Zhas jabbing at the memory behind those scars, and the brutality of those final gestures, Coil goes quiet. it all hits him. it knocks the wind right out of his anger, presses it all out of his lungs, until something else wells up in its place.

'I don't know what to do.' the signs are short and harsh, deliberate, because it's an impossible thing for him to admit. he prides himself on his ability to calculate and accomplish, but he's feeling too clouded to even attempt it now. for roughly two years, he's been feeling his way through the dark without a guide, and he's so far into alien territory now that he has all but entirely lost the path. he's drifting.

'Can't hide. Can't work. Can't pray.' it's a pointed list, getting more emphatic as he goes. a breath hisses through his teeth when he guts himself to sum it all up-- 'I am getting weak.'

and then he turns the accusation at his friend again, with a stabbing, accusatory motion--either because he needs to lash out and simply spread the pain of it, or because he can't keep himself from noticing the growing distance, and he's desperately trying to provoke Zhas into proving him wrong.

'--And you are forgetting.']

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