"I've told you a little about life before I took asylum in your time," he replied, and his tone was completely clear of amusement. "This is a facsimile of my youth. When my clan still existed in large numbers."
"And when I still had my dashing good looks, clearly."
The, belated, attempt at humor was forced and stilted even to his own ears, but he was trying not to show he was rattled by all this. He at least had a weapon and knew the area, after all.
The camp was just ahead now, he could see the holographic disguise that made it look like a cliff edge from the outside.
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Date: 2012-06-05 12:17 pm (UTC)"And when I still had my dashing good looks, clearly."
The, belated, attempt at humor was forced and stilted even to his own ears, but he was trying not to show he was rattled by all this. He at least had a weapon and knew the area, after all.
The camp was just ahead now, he could see the holographic disguise that made it look like a cliff edge from the outside.