08-06-2015, 12:34 PM
Marcus regarded the man intently for a moment and the noise of the room all but disappeared to him. The shadows cut angles on his face, making him appear gaunt. The leanness to the man's face did not necessarily stem from lack of food. He was hungry...but he doubted the man knew for what. His words said as much.
He allowed a ghost of a smile to show. "So many don't know.. Because they don't know themselves. They don't know their place. Their rights."
He gestured with his head to indicate the crowds, though it was less true here than most other places. "Few are honest enough with themselves to acknowledge what they really seek. What all life seeks. Power. Control. Instead, the world tells them to be weak. To be small."
His gaze returned to the man pointedly. "It's what I saw in you, when you were with that woman. You let yourself be tied to her, played with by a...superior."
It was an insult, but truth was unforgiving. And anger had its uses. "So. Are you finished pretending to be a kitten, to be petted and fed and doted upon?"
He leaned forward, pulling in every last bit of the Force into himself, knowing he radiated menace and danger...and possibility. The man was smart enough to put two and two together. His power and the position he occupied- and the potential for far more. And if he wasn't, then he wasn't worth the effort, no matter the strength.
"Are you ready to take your rightful place....as a god?
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 6 2015, 03:42 PM.
He allowed a ghost of a smile to show. "So many don't know.. Because they don't know themselves. They don't know their place. Their rights."
He gestured with his head to indicate the crowds, though it was less true here than most other places. "Few are honest enough with themselves to acknowledge what they really seek. What all life seeks. Power. Control. Instead, the world tells them to be weak. To be small."
His gaze returned to the man pointedly. "It's what I saw in you, when you were with that woman. You let yourself be tied to her, played with by a...superior."
It was an insult, but truth was unforgiving. And anger had its uses. "So. Are you finished pretending to be a kitten, to be petted and fed and doted upon?"
He leaned forward, pulling in every last bit of the Force into himself, knowing he radiated menace and danger...and possibility. The man was smart enough to put two and two together. His power and the position he occupied- and the potential for far more. And if he wasn't, then he wasn't worth the effort, no matter the strength.
"Are you ready to take your rightful place....as a god?
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 6 2015, 03:42 PM.