livor -II- voice ;
Well, what a charming little collection this place has gathered. Comfortable, too, are we.
Let us play a game, then. My sincerest apologies, I do hope you can keep pace with protecting your assets, Inquisitor.
For the rest of you, listen well, because your lives lie in your abilities in think quickly and intelligently.
I am at the beginning of all things.
I am at the end of eternity.
There is but one path from my beginning to my end.
My whole embodies indifference.
What am I?
Learn it, it's your only defense. Your weapons, and your minds, will rot long before this nightmare ends.
[It's not from her end of the communicator, but rather in the distance of the city the thunderous, ringing of the bells in the bell-tower start to strike. One. Two. Three. And from the distance, an essence starts to creep its way towards the city, and it slides over everything in its path, painting the air black and the architecture dead with rust and grime much more familiar to a city that has faced the aftermath of a catastrophic event. And that's not quite the only thing coming with it, because that sound that had earlier been heard from her end of the network now sounds like it is quite possibly very realistically on their side and in more their one number.
... Among other things.]
Let us play a game, then. My sincerest apologies, I do hope you can keep pace with protecting your assets, Inquisitor.
For the rest of you, listen well, because your lives lie in your abilities in think quickly and intelligently.
I am at the beginning of all things.
I am at the end of eternity.
There is but one path from my beginning to my end.
My whole embodies indifference.
What am I?
Learn it, it's your only defense. Your weapons, and your minds, will rot long before this nightmare ends.
[It's not from her end of the communicator, but rather in the distance of the city the thunderous, ringing of the bells in the bell-tower start to strike. One. Two. Three. And from the distance, an essence starts to creep its way towards the city, and it slides over everything in its path, painting the air black and the architecture dead with rust and grime much more familiar to a city that has faced the aftermath of a catastrophic event. And that's not quite the only thing coming with it, because that sound that had earlier been heard from her end of the network now sounds like it is quite possibly very realistically on their side and in more their one number.
... Among other things.]