In the hollowness of him, Kurloz's reaction rattles inside. It stands all of a motherfucking significance real and legit because Kurloz got for loss on his own twitcher, knows and understands and still reacts as he does, he who's being of reflection flipped ways.
It's the way his brother's digits get their quake on, he who's gone all to being the strong one of the two of them, that's what gets about. He just watches as Kurloz writes once more, until the words die out slow with the paint depleting. Not much more words from his brother, and he might mourn that more than his own.
The words confuse. They get all tricky upon meaning. Signed? The fuck was that? Sign. Symbol. The hand motions. They way the turn and churn of digits got to meaning things what he didn't know.
This sounds of communication (punishable, be such a thing). But it is also very clearly an order. Just to learn, maybe, could fine. Just to understand. Didn't mean using it necessarily, even if the terror churns rough by mere relation.
He turns his head back to the troll atop him and blinks real slow. Deliberate.
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It's the way his brother's digits get their quake on, he who's gone all to being the strong one of the two of them, that's what gets about. He just watches as Kurloz writes once more, until the words die out slow with the paint depleting. Not much more words from his brother, and he might mourn that more than his own.
The words confuse. They get all tricky upon meaning. Signed? The fuck was that? Sign. Symbol. The hand motions. They way the turn and churn of digits got to meaning things what he didn't know.
This sounds of communication (punishable, be such a thing). But it is also very clearly an order. Just to learn, maybe, could fine. Just to understand. Didn't mean using it necessarily, even if the terror churns rough by mere relation.
He turns his head back to the troll atop him and blinks real slow. Deliberate.
Aight.