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Fill; Allegiance (Finch/Reese sort of) [General] [No warnings apply]

[(Anonymous)]

“You are a man without a king.”

The statement, spoken with all the resonances of a question, slinks through the gloom with the soft guile that John has come to expect. There are few who have seen Them, few who have dared to wander so far from all that is ordered and holy, but the darkness that strokes its cool, gentle hands across John's skin is more familiar than his lover's long-dead kiss and he raises his head, Life-Thief's heft comfortable in his grip, and says, “Duty begets honour begets mercy. I am a man without mercy.”

There is a low, rushing sound, like that of a river at the highest point of thaw, and the rock trembles beneath the knight's feet, as though afraid.

“Then I may have a use for you, little one,” comes the voice again, tidal-deep, and the comfort of the darkness breaks above John's head, a wave in shadow, spilling out over a broad snout broader than a man is tall, gnarled with scars and split open to reveal the glint of monstrous fangs to the knight's flickering, faltering torch. “Greetings, Lord Reese, the man without allegiance. You may call me Finch.”

Re: Fill; Allegiance (Finch/Reese sort of) [General] [No warnings apply]

[omens]

Yessss *___*! This is excellent.