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Date: 2018-01-17 01:09 am (UTC)
volitaunt: (081 - hxFkmHV)
From: [personal profile] volitaunt
Fast was always flying. [ He looks up, at the luminous planet overhead. It's a little bleary. The stars around it a little blurred. He feels an ache so fierce it's almost physical. ] Started when I was three. Parents got back from the war, mom....

[ He closes his eyes, swallows, feels another hot twist of self-loathing. This is not the legacy of Shara Bey. Not him getting drunk, not him losing that fleet. This is not the son he should be for her.

He lowers his head and almost, almost throws up. Starts to push John away just in case, but then he's got it under control, for the most part, except where he's tilting sideways, one leg giving out underneath him. ]
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