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there are NO OTHERS like us.	i taught him that he had NO EQUAL
i understand the desire TO REMAIN FREE	peace, on my terms. (WITHOUT REMORSE) [or you] will cease to exist.

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[decommission]

[ The compliment doesn't do much to mollify him, his mouth twisting at one side. He'd say there's plenty wrong with any method that involves inciting someone already prone to murderous violence into more of the same, and it's hard for him to find any good intentions in that choice. He can't ever (won't ever) budge -

and it's only a small, foreign voice within him that protests, that craves simple agreement, that reminds him of the echo of blows turned back on broodmates, but it's enough to - maybe for the first time in his life, feel a crack of uncertainty on his stance.

He pushes it back with more force than necessary, his tone flattening. ]

I guess that's all there is to say.

[unsea]

[ The voice speaks to him as well, and it is a cool, rational voice. The best thing to do, for the betterment of the whole, would be to compromise with Steve. To lead by example, to put aside pride and find a common ground - they would be stronger for it, if he could do this. They would all be empowered by it, and it sings - wisely, to his sense of command. To control. To his prior role as a leader and general, to do this.

( Like hell. ) There are other ways, ones that do not require relinquishing his resolve. ]

I suppose it is. I admire you, Steve. You, and what you'll do for us all.

[ The polite way of saying "unstoppable vs. immovable" maybe. ]

[decommission]

[ If Steve could say the same, he would. As it stands - he gives the Darkling a measuring look before moving to step outside the room to head toward -

he doesn't know yet. Probably to hang around the living area until the Darkling leaves.

Awkward. ]

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