10-19-2013, 09:07 AM
Michael sat in silence after Giovanni concluded his tale. His mind ticking over the possibilities.
The only experience he had with mental blocks was his own, and that was vastly different. He could only use the power when he wanted to kill - at the time, it was the only thing he knew about it. His rage - at the world for striking him down with such an afficliction, the Atharim for hunting him, and most of all himself, for being helpless to control it - blinded him to any other use; and he had paid for that blindness dearly.
The problem and cause was quite clear. The solution however, was not.
It also presented another problem. Michael thought the man was paranoid, certainly, but perhaps it was more than that. He did not want to be responsible for giving such power to a madman.
Preparing a net of power, ready to strike at any moment, Michael spoke, his voice cold and flat. "Good, although you should have killed your cousin as well. Those abominations are not worthy to be called family. How did you kill him? I hope it was painful. Perhaps you can teach me it."
He stood, his smile wiped away by cool impassiveness and he split a few threads of fire and ignited the cold charcoal in the fireplace, never taking his eyes from Giovanni's face. "Did you know that you can boil a man's blood from the inside?"
He forced a smile - a shark bearing it's teeth before a seal. "I will teach you that first."
The only experience he had with mental blocks was his own, and that was vastly different. He could only use the power when he wanted to kill - at the time, it was the only thing he knew about it. His rage - at the world for striking him down with such an afficliction, the Atharim for hunting him, and most of all himself, for being helpless to control it - blinded him to any other use; and he had paid for that blindness dearly.
The problem and cause was quite clear. The solution however, was not.
It also presented another problem. Michael thought the man was paranoid, certainly, but perhaps it was more than that. He did not want to be responsible for giving such power to a madman.
Preparing a net of power, ready to strike at any moment, Michael spoke, his voice cold and flat. "Good, although you should have killed your cousin as well. Those abominations are not worthy to be called family. How did you kill him? I hope it was painful. Perhaps you can teach me it."
He stood, his smile wiped away by cool impassiveness and he split a few threads of fire and ignited the cold charcoal in the fireplace, never taking his eyes from Giovanni's face. "Did you know that you can boil a man's blood from the inside?"
He forced a smile - a shark bearing it's teeth before a seal. "I will teach you that first."
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"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."