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kore_logs2013-07-01 12:44 am
burnburnburn) wrote in kore_logs2013-07-01 12:44 am
Entry tags:
Cultural Misunderstandings
Who: Dilandau Albatou, Wallie Smith
Where: The beach
When: One early morning in the dream event.
Summary: Wallie's dream left Dilandau with a lot of misunderstandings. Wallie sets out to clear them up and hopefully find some common ground.
Though Dilandau had always known Wallie had woken up on The World in another body, for the man had told him early on in their first encounters, he'd never given much thought to the implications of that information. It wasn't until he found himself trapped in Wallie's dream that it had really hit home that the man who he'd come the closest to considering an ally was, and had always been, a Sorcerer parasitising on someone else's frame.
It was a disturbing thought, to say the least.
Still, he'd aided Wallie rather than his victim in the dream. A friendly Sorcerer was a valuable ally, even if Dilandau would prefer to pull his own nails out rather than socialise with any of that kind. He'd sickened himself by deciding to play his hand that way, but he knew full well that noble gestures meant nothing if you found yourself on the losing side. Shonshu had lost long before Dilandau had ever appeared.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Dilandau set out in the morning to his rendezvous with Wallie, clutching the branch he'd dried and prepared to be used as a fishing rod. He had to make friendly with the man for at least long enough to get their fishing gear built, but he was no longer looking forward to the activity as he once had. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to look the man in the eye without feeling dirty for knowing what was lurking behind that warrior's mask.
Where: The beach
When: One early morning in the dream event.
Summary: Wallie's dream left Dilandau with a lot of misunderstandings. Wallie sets out to clear them up and hopefully find some common ground.
Though Dilandau had always known Wallie had woken up on The World in another body, for the man had told him early on in their first encounters, he'd never given much thought to the implications of that information. It wasn't until he found himself trapped in Wallie's dream that it had really hit home that the man who he'd come the closest to considering an ally was, and had always been, a Sorcerer parasitising on someone else's frame.
It was a disturbing thought, to say the least.
Still, he'd aided Wallie rather than his victim in the dream. A friendly Sorcerer was a valuable ally, even if Dilandau would prefer to pull his own nails out rather than socialise with any of that kind. He'd sickened himself by deciding to play his hand that way, but he knew full well that noble gestures meant nothing if you found yourself on the losing side. Shonshu had lost long before Dilandau had ever appeared.
It was with these thoughts in mind that Dilandau set out in the morning to his rendezvous with Wallie, clutching the branch he'd dried and prepared to be used as a fishing rod. He had to make friendly with the man for at least long enough to get their fishing gear built, but he was no longer looking forward to the activity as he once had. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to look the man in the eye without feeling dirty for knowing what was lurking behind that warrior's mask.