May 13th, 2001

unkind, why, fate

(no subject)

"You found me, and you found me powerless. I am no threat; none need fear me."

"I found you, and I found you powerless. You are no threat; none need fear you," the armored man repeated monotonously. I smiled, the glamour worked; I need not fear that it would wear off on such an oaf.