*Stress is now visibly on the rise, both in his soul and in his bodylanguage. But if 'honesty' means that one speaks what is on one's mind, then it will be hard to glean anything useful from Faust's frantic mind, as it slowly begins to open up and reveal, bit by bit the cracks that the doctor's usual focus is so good at covering. But with the sudden realization that something is very wrong, and very wrong in front of HIM of all people, the stress plays ugly tricks with Faust's concentration and focus... and though you cannot see his face, the strange light emanating from the eyehole inside his bag is beginning to flicker like a candle in the wind...*
Dimensions extending into the physical self me him both here unchanged dimensions extending in in into mind steel one two there three five alteration but where and what...seven... eleven... what did you say?
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Date: 2008-10-03 02:21 am (UTC)Dimensions extending into the physical self me him both here unchanged dimensions extending in in into mind steel one two there three five alteration but where and what...seven... eleven... what did you say?