[ His consciousness curls around in it's own minor frustration with it all - but eventually takes comfort from within. A stringed instrument plays in the dark, something Rabadocean, and a memory plays along with it. There if Sam would like to look, though there is nothing to look at.
A faint sense of dread hangs over the memory. Leftovers from the dread night before and fear that they're all done if he's caught, but it's tempered by a steady faith in experience. There's the smell of tea, and the occasional clinking of glass as cups are passed around, and the sound of idle parlor chatter. He separates it from other eavesdropped conversations, amplifying a pair of particular hushed voices that speak in notably Descendant accents- ]
("You heard it too?"
"Yes, took me out of a dream. But I was so tired from all the walking I had no problem going right back to sleep."
"I did too, but Cavanian had a look. Said she thought she might have seen two figures passing in the dark, but she wasn't sure who it was."
"Strange.")
[ And then the noise and smells fade back into the vast black shape of his mind, leaving silence punctuated by his true voice- ]
(That was all.) [ A pointed beat. ] (I suppose that's what I get for being alone.)
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[ His consciousness curls around in it's own minor frustration with it all - but eventually takes comfort from within. A stringed instrument plays in the dark, something Rabadocean, and a memory plays along with it. There if Sam would like to look, though there is nothing to look at.
A faint sense of dread hangs over the memory. Leftovers from the dread night before and fear that they're all done if he's caught, but it's tempered by a steady faith in experience. There's the smell of tea, and the occasional clinking of glass as cups are passed around, and the sound of idle parlor chatter. He separates it from other eavesdropped conversations, amplifying a pair of particular hushed voices that speak in notably Descendant accents- ]
("You heard it too?"
"Yes, took me out of a dream. But I was so tired from all the walking I had no problem going right back to sleep."
"I did too, but Cavanian had a look. Said she thought she might have seen two figures passing in the dark, but she wasn't sure who it was."
"Strange.")
[ And then the noise and smells fade back into the vast black shape of his mind, leaving silence punctuated by his true voice- ]
(That was all.) [ A pointed beat. ] (I suppose that's what I get for being alone.)