09-08-2014, 06:46 PM
Try as he might, Jaxen's attention drifted. The guy was painful on the ears, and Jaxen was growing bored anyway. The novelty of strangeness was wearing away.
The sudden scent of food stirred uncomfortable emptiness he didn't realize he had until just then. The fact that the food had manifested out of nothingness where an empty table sat before only made him hesitate a second or two.
A lift of the dome later and his eyes devoured the meal. Whether or not it was real, he could care less at the moment. A slab of steak, perfectly cooked, tasted divine.
Tarin went on about more abstract emo nonsense that Jaxen didn't bother trying to interpret. He chewed on a snag of buttered roll while he pondered the guy's question. It had pulled Tarin's face wan and drawn. Really needed to lighten up. For an AI, he had some serious emo programmed into him. Yeah, AI. Jax figured this was something like the matrix, and Tarin was some sort of program: living, breathing men did not talk about their 'sole purpose for existing'.
"What can I do, hm?"
He asked in response, mouth half-full of fluffy bread-roll as he did.
As always, that light hovered on the edge of his senses. He focused on it until it was blinding, and at the very moment he was sure to be incinerated, he clawed at it and bent it to his will. The domination of it ebbed and flowed like a thunderstorm through his body, and it thrilled him with a self-satisfying smirk.
He popped the rest of the roll in his mouth and looked around. Near the window was a marble table that held a statue of birds in flight. The thing looked heavy. Probably was expensive too. Perfect.
With a flick of his mind, power rushed through him, yet he remained perfectly still but for chewing on his roll. Moments later, the statue teetered off its perch and crashed to the floor. Jax snorted a laugh at the sound and returned his attention to the food.
The sudden scent of food stirred uncomfortable emptiness he didn't realize he had until just then. The fact that the food had manifested out of nothingness where an empty table sat before only made him hesitate a second or two.
A lift of the dome later and his eyes devoured the meal. Whether or not it was real, he could care less at the moment. A slab of steak, perfectly cooked, tasted divine.
Tarin went on about more abstract emo nonsense that Jaxen didn't bother trying to interpret. He chewed on a snag of buttered roll while he pondered the guy's question. It had pulled Tarin's face wan and drawn. Really needed to lighten up. For an AI, he had some serious emo programmed into him. Yeah, AI. Jax figured this was something like the matrix, and Tarin was some sort of program: living, breathing men did not talk about their 'sole purpose for existing'.
"What can I do, hm?"
He asked in response, mouth half-full of fluffy bread-roll as he did.
As always, that light hovered on the edge of his senses. He focused on it until it was blinding, and at the very moment he was sure to be incinerated, he clawed at it and bent it to his will. The domination of it ebbed and flowed like a thunderstorm through his body, and it thrilled him with a self-satisfying smirk.
He popped the rest of the roll in his mouth and looked around. Near the window was a marble table that held a statue of birds in flight. The thing looked heavy. Probably was expensive too. Perfect.
With a flick of his mind, power rushed through him, yet he remained perfectly still but for chewing on his roll. Moments later, the statue teetered off its perch and crashed to the floor. Jax snorted a laugh at the sound and returned his attention to the food.