[after his conversation with Ren, Damien just -- needs to be somewhere else, for awhile. so, while he's not usually one to come out this far, either, he's out wandering the Void, himself. he's brought a marker with him, intent on vandalizing the blank, white space to make himself feel better, when he came out this way, though he's not sure he has the heart for it, now. maybe he won't. maybe he will, just later. right now, though, he's just so fucking tired, albeit not physically, the light around him still bright enough]
[the honeymoon period is, once again, over. he and this place are fucking done, professionally. he -- ]
[ -- and then he hears the music, spots Cole, and for all that he wants to be left alone at the moment, he still finds himself drawn in that direction in spite of himself] You know, there's music in the books, too. [but maybe he needed to be alone, too. maybe he should just go. fuck this place]
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[the honeymoon period is, once again, over. he and this place are fucking done, professionally. he -- ]
[ -- and then he hears the music, spots Cole, and for all that he wants to be left alone at the moment, he still finds himself drawn in that direction in spite of himself] You know, there's music in the books, too. [but maybe he needed to be alone, too. maybe he should just go. fuck this place]