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An unfamiliar coldness came to tug at Jin’s sanity— he had no time to fight back, his own mind conspiring against the very ideals which he lived by.
The Jaecheondaesong was stripped from his compassion, and his patience. All that was left, was instinct. 〝I see.〞—
@ragnavir 〝Oh!〞Eyes wide as he realized his mistake, Mo-Ri was overtaken by surprise, and whereas his feelings were conflicted due to him being happy to see his friend, and ally, disappointment still washed over him.
〝Sorry, Saviik, I didn’t recognize you!!〞Embarassed by his —
@ragnavir — Signaling his excitement, light trailed up from his rubellite eyes, but the anticipation within his voice would be enough of a flag. 〝I’m Mo-Ri Jin,〞There, he paused, inhaled, and continued; 〝And you... are you strong?〞
@ragnavir — leave it as “I speak your language,” rather than develop it to “I speak your language because my eyes can turn red.”