[ How they could tell, that was. How strange, to have a genes so powerful that something as specific as an eye colour can be passed down from generation to generation, despite people from other races presumably being thrown into the mix. Of course, Kim's one to talk; he is only half Seolite himself, but to any observer, he's no different from any full-blooded Seolite.
He listens patiently, nodding along. A sorry fate to be doomed to; a pacifist, expected to be everything but. Few people have to labour underneath a fate of endless violence without choosing it, at least in part, pressured by their family but rarely by every soul that they meet. Even worse, to have others expect the same wildness in bed. ]
It's the way things go, isn't it? If the world works against your favour, then you have to find a way to spin it so that it benefits you instead.
[ Even if it's killing you, a death by a thousand cuts. He nods his thanks at Midnight, entering in front of him and slipping behind the bar to rifle through the offerings. ]
Sounds like you made enough to retire yourself. You could spend the rest of your days in solitude, with your books. [ He runs a thumb past the line of brightly coloured bottles. ] What would you like?
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[ How they could tell, that was. How strange, to have a genes so powerful that something as specific as an eye colour can be passed down from generation to generation, despite people from other races presumably being thrown into the mix. Of course, Kim's one to talk; he is only half Seolite himself, but to any observer, he's no different from any full-blooded Seolite.
He listens patiently, nodding along. A sorry fate to be doomed to; a pacifist, expected to be everything but. Few people have to labour underneath a fate of endless violence without choosing it, at least in part, pressured by their family but rarely by every soul that they meet. Even worse, to have others expect the same wildness in bed. ]
It's the way things go, isn't it? If the world works against your favour, then you have to find a way to spin it so that it benefits you instead.
[ Even if it's killing you, a death by a thousand cuts. He nods his thanks at Midnight, entering in front of him and slipping behind the bar to rifle through the offerings. ]
Sounds like you made enough to retire yourself. You could spend the rest of your days in solitude, with your books. [ He runs a thumb past the line of brightly coloured bottles. ] What would you like?