- 08 Feb 2018, 19:16
He did. He saw many other binds, too.
Gavril was, however, still not enthused about taking a seat next to his cousin's corpse, so he instead dragged his chair around to the other side of the desk so he was more or less staring at her instead, at Adrian's side. This wasn't any better, though, so he turned the chair slightly toward the wall that he was led to believe served as a gateway to the blade. Blades, now. Malanda's was kept there.
He thought about Iokaste, his conversations with her. He thought about Dominik.
He thought about Malanda, and took a sip from the glass.
"What do you want me to do with her?" Gavril finally asked, staring into his drink.
when you've gotten what you want
...maybe I should start over...
there's nothing left to want
...up and at 'em again...
you don't know what you want
...yeah, I'm thinking it over
just tell me what to want