[Ha. Listen to Cater go. Him handling this so well. So much better than Idia ever could. He's their Dominant. He's the one that's supposed to be taking care of them, of making sure they had all they needed to survive Duplicity.
And Idia's failing at it.
He really is useless, Idia giving a shake of his head as a hand comes up to his mouth, a sound that started as a sigh out before turning to a forced, angry chuckle, but... not quite sounding like himself... as if his voice is doubled over on itself, the sound of static mixed it.
He really is pathetic. Can't do a single job right.
Silent for that time as Silver spoke, trying to push back those self-pity thoughts, to shove on that mask and act like he should; as a Dominant. As the Boss. As someone who has their shit together and has to run stuff. Even if all he wants to do is crawl into bed and stay there and never wake up again. The Fates aren't that kind. But any attempt to compose himself is shoved to the side as Silver speaks, Idia's attention snapping back to that.] What? [All of that self doubt instantly vanishing.]
What do you mean about to do something terrible? [Idia's tone shifting as well. Flat. Serious. Needing an answer.]
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And Idia's failing at it.
He really is useless, Idia giving a shake of his head as a hand comes up to his mouth, a sound that started as a sigh out before turning to a forced, angry chuckle, but... not quite sounding like himself... as if his voice is doubled over on itself, the sound of static mixed it.
He really is pathetic. Can't do a single job right.
Silent for that time as Silver spoke, trying to push back those self-pity thoughts, to shove on that mask and act like he should; as a Dominant. As the Boss. As someone who has their shit together and has to run stuff. Even if all he wants to do is crawl into bed and stay there and never wake up again. The Fates aren't that kind. But any attempt to compose himself is shoved to the side as Silver speaks, Idia's attention snapping back to that.] What? [All of that self doubt instantly vanishing.]
What do you mean about to do something terrible? [Idia's tone shifting as well. Flat. Serious. Needing an answer.]