callada: (te convierto y miento y luego sonrio)
Donquixote Rosinante ([personal profile] callada) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight 2020-04-16 05:58 pm (UTC)

He pauses at the end of the row of stands and booths and games and looks back at the market, then takes a step backward alongside the last booth so he's not just broadly in the open and beckons for Soldat to do the same. Probably best to at least make it less obvious that they're talking privately before he snaps his fingers and the sounds of conversation and bartering and music all cease around them.

"I think it's too heavy-handed for something there's no guarantee will work. It's like Dr. Solis said, they tried bombing the one before, decades ago. We know that didn't work because it and others are still here. So why would it work this time? All it will do is raze the world's surface and give them a clearer path to what's left of the light," he replies, sounding entirely unimpressed. "They've been under the lake for so long that they're probably getting desperate. Reckless."

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