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James Moriarty (
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2023-07-02 01:06 am (UTC)
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[He's not looking anymore, his shoulders shaking desperately for a moment before it's like all the fire and life went out of him.
It's...almost strangely like the state Akane is in, truly the cold reptilian man Sherlock Holmes spoke of.]
...Think what you wish. I will continue as I am to the end, taking my secrets to the grave - where you two will
not
join me.
[He brushes past them, calm and almost chilly.]
You needn't think on it anymore, or mourn over
what could have been.
Merely live, and
Face down our captor with all the Good you can muster.
After all, that was never my destined path.
[And he goes to vote for himself, unsure of why he hears the rushing of a waterfall loud in his ears.]
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It's...almost strangely like the state Akane is in, truly the cold reptilian man Sherlock Holmes spoke of.]
...Think what you wish. I will continue as I am to the end, taking my secrets to the grave - where you two will not join me.
[He brushes past them, calm and almost chilly.]
You needn't think on it anymore, or mourn over what could have been. Merely live, and Face down our captor with all the Good you can muster.
After all, that was never my destined path.
[And he goes to vote for himself, unsure of why he hears the rushing of a waterfall loud in his ears.]