( But he's laughing from the corner of his mouth, with or at them, or merely in that quiet, liminal state that tolerates both possibilities. Up close, the Man in Black seems broad, strong, a manifestation of proper physicality — lacking the cold wisps of smoke that so often accompany him during his hauntings.
A man, proper. No lich king. )
You'll be fine. Maybe thirsty. ( The next grin's a deep thing, callous. Brimming sharp teeth. ) Don't think I'd hurt you, do you?
( Let that question linger, as he turns his eye on Xie Lian, nodding aside — ) What are we emptying the coffins of? You see anything here?
( Why, take a gander: the hooded women seem to be operating near perfectly emptied coffins already, as if the dead never were. What shocking display of efficiency. )
Nothing to see here, nephews. You'll remember that?
no subject
...eh?
( But he's laughing from the corner of his mouth, with or at them, or merely in that quiet, liminal state that tolerates both possibilities. Up close, the Man in Black seems broad, strong, a manifestation of proper physicality — lacking the cold wisps of smoke that so often accompany him during his hauntings.
A man, proper. No lich king. )
You'll be fine. Maybe thirsty. ( The next grin's a deep thing, callous. Brimming sharp teeth. ) Don't think I'd hurt you, do you?
( Let that question linger, as he turns his eye on Xie Lian, nodding aside — ) What are we emptying the coffins of? You see anything here?
( Why, take a gander: the hooded women seem to be operating near perfectly emptied coffins already, as if the dead never were. What shocking display of efficiency. )
Nothing to see here, nephews. You'll remember that?