NATE
"She's different than the others." Nate can't help the warning tone in his voice, the burst of protectiveness. "The rest of them started off as Gods, they don't know what living is like. The Voice started off as a person." And that right there made all the difference, at least as far as he was concerned. The Voice knew what it was like to be a little piece of some grand cosmic puzzle, and she'd flipped the board so she could see everything too.
Rolling his eyes, Nate can hardly stop the sneer, the twist of an accent in his words. "The word you want is stupid. And believe me, you don't need to say it."
"How long are you going to be able to stay out of their games you think?" An accent drags over the words, along with the ghost of a grin that's anything but warm. "A season? Two?" Naet scoffs, shaking his head and pulling his smoke away from his lips so he can tap the ash into the wind. "You live in their world. They'll find you one way or the other." There's no neutrality with what's coming, nowhere safe to stand with the coming war. The only hope any of them really have is finding a place to stay with the least fallout.
Rolling his eyes, Nate can hardly stop the sneer, the twist of an accent in his words. "The word you want is stupid. And believe me, you don't need to say it."
"How long are you going to be able to stay out of their games you think?" An accent drags over the words, along with the ghost of a grin that's anything but warm. "A season? Two?" Naet scoffs, shaking his head and pulling his smoke away from his lips so he can tap the ash into the wind. "You live in their world. They'll find you one way or the other." There's no neutrality with what's coming, nowhere safe to stand with the coming war. The only hope any of them really have is finding a place to stay with the least fallout.
I love to see the sunIn spite of all it's done
