[The darkness wash in like a frothing sea, raising up to protect him as the sword slams down in front of him and the Darkling's hands are already moving with the comforting and familiar circle to form the Blade of shadows and send it hurtling to Drift.
Uncaring if it rips the station apart, as long as he survives - and wouldn't he? It would take more than the vast emptiness of space to kill him, when a dagger to the heart or any of the inventive tortures in Shu Han didn't.
He would live forever, but Drift-- no, it was time to end those millions of years.
The Cut forms between his fingers, the darkness vibrating with his intentions, the call of his Small Science bringing in the darkness that surrounds them all, when--]
What?
[Strong arms around him, holding on even when his hands drop, shadows bleeding off of him, billowing down the hallway and filling up the corridor with nothing but impenetrable shadows.] What are you doing?
[Standing ramrod straight in the circle of Drift's arms, he tilts his head back arrogantly, nostrils flaring.]
no subject
Uncaring if it rips the station apart, as long as he survives - and wouldn't he? It would take more than the vast emptiness of space to kill him, when a dagger to the heart or any of the inventive tortures in Shu Han didn't.
He would live forever, but Drift-- no, it was time to end those millions of years.
The Cut forms between his fingers, the darkness vibrating with his intentions, the call of his Small Science bringing in the darkness that surrounds them all, when--]
What?
[Strong arms around him, holding on even when his hands drop, shadows bleeding off of him, billowing down the hallway and filling up the corridor with nothing but impenetrable shadows.] What are you doing?
[Standing ramrod straight in the circle of Drift's arms, he tilts his head back arrogantly, nostrils flaring.]