[ From where the demon has been frozen in place, caught in a half-bow of courteous respect for the only entity he can entreat upon to grant this wish, there comes a slight stir at those words. J's hair, once swept away from his face, now hangs to obscure whatever twists and turns take place within features awash in ire at an enemy miles away. But when a glimmer of hope is dangled in front of his eyes, just as J had done so many times before to lesser beings, the humans he'd contracted in untold number, the demon's face tilts up from where it had been drawn down to stare at nothing but the imagery playing within his own mind. Gradually, like a crocodile surfacing the murky waters it had laid within in slumber, J's haunted eyes lift to peer beyond the swirl of shadows drawn over his face, to bore deep into the unreadable mask he fixates on in place of all else around them.
J has never been a patient man, so this license to seek vengeance freely without rebuke or consequence swells within him a deep pang of hunger for that satisfaction. Muscles coiled and back tense, readied to simply depart to pave the way towards something more than total inaction, he only gives pause in light of what follows. An insinuation that sends a tremor through the cold, dark thing once called his heart and stirs it to beat with anticipation. As if drawn by the pull of what the Regent promises, J slowly rises to his full height; eager to grasp at any boon that can grant leverage to regain what's been lost. ]
Then I can but humbly beseech you for the grace of such wisdom.
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J has never been a patient man, so this license to seek vengeance freely without rebuke or consequence swells within him a deep pang of hunger for that satisfaction. Muscles coiled and back tense, readied to simply depart to pave the way towards something more than total inaction, he only gives pause in light of what follows. An insinuation that sends a tremor through the cold, dark thing once called his heart and stirs it to beat with anticipation. As if drawn by the pull of what the Regent promises, J slowly rises to his full height; eager to grasp at any boon that can grant leverage to regain what's been lost. ]
Then I can but humbly beseech you for the grace of such wisdom.