[Vander wasn't at all surprised that Silco acknowledged nothing of what he had typed out. He knew it would be read and mulled over, and perhaps that was enough at this point. The olive branch was pointless when it came to Silco as the man was so hellbent on never forgiving any and every slight against him that it was basically part of the other man's identity.
However, he did suspect that underneath all the cutting bluster that Silco still harboured parts that Vander had grown up with, developed and honed as they grew and became adults. That whole 'becoming what they fear' schtick was a front, but it was a good one he would admit. He could admire the tenacity, even if it continually aggravated him.
This conversation was just them railing at each other. It was trying to unearth the pressure points so that they could apply hurt to one another. Another day, another unhealthy lashing between them. He wondered if they would ever grow tired of it.
Probably not.
So here they were.]
Life in Zaun is about fighting dirty. You fight just the same, so it isn't a surprise about my own style. And no problem them. I won't make any promises to you any longer; I wouldn't care to waste my finger mobility typing it out.
I've got a bag in my room which I work over daily. Energy isn't my issue. [It's time.] Oh yeah, meeting lots of people, chatting them up, enjoying their company. I could introduce you to some of them if you're feeling social.
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However, he did suspect that underneath all the cutting bluster that Silco still harboured parts that Vander had grown up with, developed and honed as they grew and became adults. That whole 'becoming what they fear' schtick was a front, but it was a good one he would admit. He could admire the tenacity, even if it continually aggravated him.
This conversation was just them railing at each other. It was trying to unearth the pressure points so that they could apply hurt to one another. Another day, another unhealthy lashing between them. He wondered if they would ever grow tired of it.
Probably not.
So here they were.]
Life in Zaun is about fighting dirty. You fight just the same, so it isn't a surprise about my own style. And no problem them. I won't make any promises to you any longer; I wouldn't care to waste my finger mobility typing it out.
I've got a bag in my room which I work over daily. Energy isn't my issue. [It's time.] Oh yeah, meeting lots of people, chatting them up, enjoying their company. I could introduce you to some of them if you're feeling social.