LOCKE
"Not an Outlander. Just never really cared before. Just hangin' out in Torchline, gettin' drunk, mugging people, simple shit. The more you knew, the more liable you were.. So I just didn't know anythin' and it worked out for me." He didn't want anyone's secrets, didn't want anyone's time. He just wanted a place to sleep and food and sex and drugs. He didn't need anything else. Not until recently. That fucking itch deep in his bones for something else.
"One day I'll ask you about what the Voice did.. When the world is more vertical.." He's more sober now, trying not to lean on her as they walk down the streets. He is curious what she'd say. He wonders if she's ever met any of the gods, maybe even the Voice. He doubts it though.
"Sorry. Don't always go by my real name.. 'Specially when I'm drunk. Would rather people not know who I am.." That was before. When he was a criminal. Now he's a dragoon, or will be. "Maybe I'll name my dragon that, when I get it.. I like Mouse though.. Don't know why.." Maybe it's because he's been called a rat.
"One day I'll ask you about what the Voice did.. When the world is more vertical.." He's more sober now, trying not to lean on her as they walk down the streets. He is curious what she'd say. He wonders if she's ever met any of the gods, maybe even the Voice. He doubts it though.
"Sorry. Don't always go by my real name.. 'Specially when I'm drunk. Would rather people not know who I am.." That was before. When he was a criminal. Now he's a dragoon, or will be. "Maybe I'll name my dragon that, when I get it.. I like Mouse though.. Don't know why.." Maybe it's because he's been called a rat.
I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
