#bcniko

             ❝  C’mon, one game of pazaak. That’s all I ask.  ❞  That’s not the entire truth, but he’s not about to bring up semantics––– especially when it won’t benefit him in the slightest.  ❝  Listen,  ❞  he carries on,  ❝  I know it’s hard to stop pushing ourselves now that we’re finally getting somewhere, but we need some time to come up for air as well.  ❞     ( // @bcniko )

             Breaching another’s slumber is far from what he had in mind to rescue the vessel he relies on, but he’s running out of options to get the pieces of the game in place. CURIOUS, this one. Even in her sleep she seems extremely collected. All observations aside, he must announce his presence to an ( once loyal though unknowing ) subject.  ❝  LANA BENIKO ...  ❞  He stands some paces behind her, expecting her to turn around before long.  ❝  We have a matter of great importance to discuss.  ❞     ( // @bcniko )

      ❝ did the emperor send you ? ❞        the dark lord kept his back turned to his visitor.   through the mask he stared off into the depths of the space.  the ships that surrounded his own,   the distant sight of planets they had great hold of.       ❝ ... you should not be here if i he did not request it.  ❞        slowly,   he turned,  facing down at the woman who had decided to interrupt his session alone with his thoughts.                        // @bcniko

there are few words he can think of to speak.          ❝  how much are you willing to let go? ❞          at this point, he feels that he’s hit a low in his life, that the purpose that once kept him moving and searching for more, it was now gone such as the years taken from him. the vengeance that fueled him, it serves no purpose, and what keeps him moving is the memory of his father instead. had he avenged him as he planned? perhaps he felt he did, or maybe it just never would have worked out anyway. instead, he gazes out into an abyss, focus on what lies beyond, that the only thing keeping him moving is the thought of keeping his life how it currently is. by fueling his desires with the blood money earned.

                    ( & @bcniko | sc )

     ❛ ---  take what's mine, don't hurt me. ❜  

“Listen, if you’re still after me on what happened on that game; a magician doesn’t reveal his tricks is all I’m gonna tell ya.”

“So...You and Theron...?” A heavy hint, but Synna couldn’t help it.