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There's an unhappy sight for you. A whip-thin figure in dull green and dark red, crouched into a Random Nexus Loveseat like a small stub-winged gargoyle, and liberally spattered with blood and other less-identifiable liquids.
Hunkered down next to the Loveseat is a mechanical beast of some kind in green and blue and white, some unholy melding of bird and gryphon and humanoid.
The new arrival seem to be singing quietly:
"'What about dark
What about light
What about wrong
What about right
What about death
What about sin
What about the web you're trying to spin ...'"
He pauses, and then cocks his head towards the Nexus crowd with a little smile as his eyes gleam.
"Have you ever found yourself changed? Did you enjoy it?"
Hunkered down next to the Loveseat is a mechanical beast of some kind in green and blue and white, some unholy melding of bird and gryphon and humanoid.
The new arrival seem to be singing quietly:
"'What about dark
What about light
What about wrong
What about right
What about death
What about sin
What about the web you're trying to spin ...'"
He pauses, and then cocks his head towards the Nexus crowd with a little smile as his eyes gleam.
"Have you ever found yourself changed? Did you enjoy it?"