What do y — [ The most honest lies are the ones people never say.
After disinterring recollections of days spent in the stuttering livelihood of both Templars and Assassins, she couldn't have claimed that her death had arrived as a complete shock. Moreover, Lucy was exhausted of being indebted to the broken cognition of loyalty; tying herself up in the tottering ideals of the greater good or obligations she'd never wrestle free from never did anyone favors.
But this? This was a sick apprehension skipping tracks on syncopated vinyl, a heady kind of disillusionment that left her — vehemently indignant, of all things. For someone who betrayed the confidence of others often enough, it should've been expected that eventually the action would be reciprocated, but the karmic value of just rewards didn't equivocate to excluding the truth in some bait and switch attempt at serrated fraudulence.
When she speaks again, her voice is clipped in vitriol and saturated irascibility. ]
Give me one good reason why I should even listen to anything you say from here on out. If you knew who I was and strung me along like this, then why couldn't you at least attempt to be direct about it?
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After disinterring recollections of days spent in the stuttering livelihood of both Templars and Assassins, she couldn't have claimed that her death had arrived as a complete shock. Moreover, Lucy was exhausted of being indebted to the broken cognition of loyalty; tying herself up in the tottering ideals of the greater good or obligations she'd never wrestle free from never did anyone favors.
But this? This was a sick apprehension skipping tracks on syncopated vinyl, a heady kind of disillusionment that left her — vehemently indignant, of all things. For someone who betrayed the confidence of others often enough, it should've been expected that eventually the action would be reciprocated, but the karmic value of just rewards didn't equivocate to excluding the truth in some bait and switch attempt at serrated fraudulence.
When she speaks again, her voice is clipped in vitriol and saturated irascibility. ]
Give me one good reason why I should even listen to anything you say from here on out. If you knew who I was and strung me along like this, then why couldn't you at least attempt to be direct about it?