[The stranger seems pleased with this - but not surprised. He's been watching, after all. He knows that this man would do just about anything for the ancient vampire.
It's time that playing field was leveled, even if only by degrees.]
I...my name is -
[Once again, the name is swallowed by a discordant screech - the man tries to shout over it, once, twice, three times. It's futile, and his features are too faded by the haze to read his lips. Frustrated, he cries out, pounding a fist down on the railing by the stairs. He's running out of time.
But...he sees that recognition. He sees it, and he trusts it.
Straining against the chains, he forces himself a pace or two from the bottom step, eyes welling with pain, but...determined.]
I can't. I can't yet. But you...you already know, don't you?
[The chains tighten again - he's being dragged backward, stumbling as he tries to stay upright. He smiles, sadly.]
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Date: 2023-04-02 06:26 am (UTC)It's time that playing field was leveled, even if only by degrees.]
I...my name is -
[Once again, the name is swallowed by a discordant screech - the man tries to shout over it, once, twice, three times. It's futile, and his features are too faded by the haze to read his lips. Frustrated, he cries out, pounding a fist down on the railing by the stairs. He's running out of time.
But...he sees that recognition. He sees it, and he trusts it.
Straining against the chains, he forces himself a pace or two from the bottom step, eyes welling with pain, but...determined.]
I can't. I can't yet. But you...you already know, don't you?
[The chains tighten again - he's being dragged backward, stumbling as he tries to stay upright. He smiles, sadly.]
Draga, you already know.