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smashacademy2012-11-12 08:42 pm
loverofinnocence) wrote in smashacademy2012-11-12 08:42 pm
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[Video feed gives way to a mostly dark room. A lamp in the far corner is dim, implying the bulb is likely on its last 'limbs'. Caim sits at his desk, so like the one he had before. Almost everything is the same, except the layout is a little different and the wall once filled with a mural in the making - later covered in black - is no longer there.
Idly the prince wonders what might have come of his room.
He makes no initial movements, simply sits and stares at his monitor. He seems more like a silhouette in those moments, but eventually his hands move. A bracelet on his left wrist makes a very soft sound as it meets his desk.]
Divine providence. It delights me not.
[It seems as good a greeting as any.]
Idly the prince wonders what might have come of his room.
He makes no initial movements, simply sits and stares at his monitor. He seems more like a silhouette in those moments, but eventually his hands move. A bracelet on his left wrist makes a very soft sound as it meets his desk.]
Divine providence. It delights me not.
[It seems as good a greeting as any.]
[ text ]
You are certainly a vessel of knowledge.
This world is very different from the one that I came from. From a world where I could only fight tirelessly and endlessly to proceed on a failing path into one where... It is a world like mine before we were punished by the Watchers. I did not know such a thing could exist.
I have not said it to anyone so plainly, but if I had to choose between my world and this one, I would much rather be here. I have no intentions of soiling it with anything from Midgard, if it can be helped.