[ like the other two that he has arrived with, he's elected to wear the clothes he arrived with. thankfully, black does not reveal bloodstains very easily, and he has every intention of giving them a wash - once he locates whatever it is that washes clothes here. is it by hand? do they have attendants? perhaps there's a large machine that does the work. a machine as large and intricate as the command center that sam leaves, and the lift that the darkling has just exited. marvels, all of them. there is a greater science here than he has known, but thankfully not fooled himself into denying.
there's a lot to get used to.
there are two others with him, on the elevator. one is his own, a member of his brood, and even now he cannot stop flicking his eyes after bellamy, unconsciously watchful over him. somewhere, he can feel another member of those most directly connected to him. it's distracting, and he nearly misses sam's query. ] Terrible flight. The five course meal made up for it, however.
[ his is a tight smile, and the tilt of his chin betrays him. he's joking. gosh, sam. peanuts, really? ]
How is everyone doing? [ immediately, he parries question with question, gesturing to the space around them. even physically scattered as they are, he knows there are others, and he wants to know about them. sam is the first to approach, and fairly friendly, it seems. ] Is there anyone in particular you think someone new should be aware of?
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[ like the other two that he has arrived with, he's elected to wear the clothes he arrived with. thankfully, black does not reveal bloodstains very easily, and he has every intention of giving them a wash - once he locates whatever it is that washes clothes here. is it by hand? do they have attendants? perhaps there's a large machine that does the work. a machine as large and intricate as the command center that sam leaves, and the lift that the darkling has just exited. marvels, all of them. there is a greater science here than he has known, but thankfully not fooled himself into denying.
there's a lot to get used to.
there are two others with him, on the elevator. one is his own, a member of his brood, and even now he cannot stop flicking his eyes after bellamy, unconsciously watchful over him. somewhere, he can feel another member of those most directly connected to him. it's distracting, and he nearly misses sam's query. ] Terrible flight. The five course meal made up for it, however.
[ his is a tight smile, and the tilt of his chin betrays him. he's joking. gosh, sam. peanuts, really? ]
How is everyone doing? [ immediately, he parries question with question, gesturing to the space around them. even physically scattered as they are, he knows there are others, and he wants to know about them. sam is the first to approach, and fairly friendly, it seems. ] Is there anyone in particular you think someone new should be aware of?