( ...but even he cannot finish that sentence, not in the spirit of the young man's... vivacious... presentation of his rhetoric and... ah. Truly. He'll do as a plague, a distraction or a destroyer of the senses. Any one will do.
Just as he mentally places all of his bets in the Luffy basket, another senator — squealing worse than a pig readying for the butcher's cut — dashes, head forward, toward the gates, screaming his patriotism for Ephes and love for the people's cause to a sea of applause that dissolves in withered, awkward coughs and side glances when he collides with gates, unyielding. Lan Wangji squints, tipping his head towards Five as if to ask, Did he not see the doors, barred?
But then, it would be far too crass to question a man's suffering. He glances away, tempted but not yet succumbing to the dangers of a shrug. )
They may knock themselves out, given time. ( ...just look at this, Five. )
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( ...but even he cannot finish that sentence, not in the spirit of the young man's... vivacious... presentation of his rhetoric and... ah. Truly. He'll do as a plague, a distraction or a destroyer of the senses. Any one will do.
Just as he mentally places all of his bets in the Luffy basket, another senator — squealing worse than a pig readying for the butcher's cut — dashes, head forward, toward the gates, screaming his patriotism for Ephes and love for the people's cause to a sea of applause that dissolves in withered, awkward coughs and side glances when he collides with gates, unyielding. Lan Wangji squints, tipping his head towards Five as if to ask, Did he not see the doors, barred?
But then, it would be far too crass to question a man's suffering. He glances away, tempted but not yet succumbing to the dangers of a shrug. )
They may knock themselves out, given time. ( ...just look at this, Five. )