[Any sign of that admittedly rare edge of sarcasm is immediately gone, as fast as it arrived. But it’s not because Connor has decided to rein in his demeanor; maybe it might have been, if he was given the chance to.
But instead, the sky almost splits in two with another lance of lightning, the loud boom of thunder seconds later.
It’s as bad as the first time it happened. It’s that rush of darkness that threatens to devour him, overloading all that he is and nearly pushing him over that edge of no return. And Connor thinks of the time he found the deviant android Simon, the feel of a gun pressed against a chin that wasn’t his, and then nothing.
But the shock of fear, knowing that one is so close to death, visited him then. And he feels it again as he’s dragged to the threshold of that void and back, into slow, rebooting cognizance.
Red light from his LED reflects off of Arenvald’s armor. Connor’s gone silent, still — with the exception of a hand that clenches tightly against an edge of Arenvald’s plating. Grounding himself in where he is, as the earth moves disorientingly by.]
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But instead, the sky almost splits in two with another lance of lightning, the loud boom of thunder seconds later.
It’s as bad as the first time it happened. It’s that rush of darkness that threatens to devour him, overloading all that he is and nearly pushing him over that edge of no return. And Connor thinks of the time he found the deviant android Simon, the feel of a gun pressed against a chin that wasn’t his, and then nothing.
But the shock of fear, knowing that one is so close to death, visited him then. And he feels it again as he’s dragged to the threshold of that void and back, into slow, rebooting cognizance.
Red light from his LED reflects off of Arenvald’s armor. Connor’s gone silent, still — with the exception of a hand that clenches tightly against an edge of Arenvald’s plating. Grounding himself in where he is, as the earth moves disorientingly by.]