[ Dust swirls around him as he manifests again on that little peak. He doesn't wait for Viktor, pulled by a force in his bones towards the old husk that looks like how he feels. Empty, long past his prime. The bones are good though he finds as he steps into the entrance ship. It could fly again with a little bit of tender, loving care.
But even with that knowledge he doesn't move further in. When Viktor joins him he's rooted to the spot, staring blankly ahead into the depths of the darkened winding hallways. He hears Viktor but doesn't move. ]
I was taken away in this ship.
[ 'I', not Serentiy. Just him. From a planet in a galaxy far, far away that had once been lush and green and full of life before something sinister came forcefully knocking on its door. ]
But we've always been here. Why would I have been taken?
no subject
But even with that knowledge he doesn't move further in. When Viktor joins him he's rooted to the spot, staring blankly ahead into the depths of the darkened winding hallways. He hears Viktor but doesn't move. ]
I was taken away in this ship.
[ 'I', not Serentiy. Just him. From a planet in a galaxy far, far away that had once been lush and green and full of life before something sinister came forcefully knocking on its door. ]
But we've always been here. Why would I have been taken?