6th Wave

[tentacruelest]

I've come t'decide that in my several months aboard this barge, I've outgrown this cabin of mine - it's not nearly large enough for my pref'rence.

And seeing as how I have no neighbors and no one to oft care, I've decided to seize hold of the cabins to the left and right of mine. Consider it payment for my continued cooperation.

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[tentacruelest]

And therein lies the diff'rence.

You are young yet. You've your chance. Take it.

[godsays]

You have a chance too.

[tentacruelest]

I have nothing waiting for me on this side of the rail. The only peace of mind remaining to me is my death, and this Barge is the one obstacle barring me from it.

[godsays]

And you're not just afraid to have a different future.

[tentacruelest]

My time is done. My choices, my mistakes are set in stone for all eternity.

There is no different future.

[godsays]

You're here. It means you have a choice.

[tentacruelest]

And what would you have me do with that choice? Return to my world, become less of a monster, reclaim my ship and forgive those who slew the creature of their nightmares?

Let it die. Some things are past forgiveness.

[godsays]

What things?

[tentacruelest]

Things no longer of anyone's concern here.

[godsays]

Afraid to talk about it too?

[tentacruelest]

I am not afraid.

[godsays]

You act like it.

[tentacruelest]

You're mistaken. Yeh may read faces, but mine is no longer a face.

[godsays]

Words, not faces.

[tentacruelest]

I am not afraid..

[godsays]

Fine.

[tentacruelest]

And is that the end to your line of insolent questioning?

[godsays]

Why is it insolent? You're not authority to me.

[tentacruelest]

You're my junior in age. Were you not taught to respect those older and more experienced than you?

[godsays]

No. I'm Mistborn.

[tentacruelest]

Then the Mistborn school is clearly lacking.

[godsays]

No. We were just - supposed to be better than everyone else.

[tentacruelest]

An aristocrat.

[godsays]

Better than nobles too.

[tentacruelest]

You all bleed the same. Like stuck pigs, crying for your mothers.