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Entry tags:
Abyss, Sync+Mohs, a fresh start
Title: Words
Author:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
vangirl
Canon: Abyss
Spoilers: Backstory
Characters/pairing: Sync + Mohs
Rating: All Audiences
Warnings: n/a
"I am Grand Maestro Mohs," the man says, eyeing him. "Van believed you had some use?"
He looks away from the man, down at the cloth wrapped around his hands. 'Bandages', he thinks they're called.
Mohs huffs and sets a box down in front of him. "We'll dispose of you if you're not." Then he opens it. "However, you'll be a nuisance if you're recognized."
Inside is something he doesn't know the word for, something red and gold. A face like the others is looking back.
Mohs smirks. "You like it?"
He knows the words. "Hate it."
He hates everything.
Author:
vangirlCanon: Abyss
Spoilers: Backstory
Characters/pairing: Sync + Mohs
Rating: All Audiences
Warnings: n/a
"I am Grand Maestro Mohs," the man says, eyeing him. "Van believed you had some use?"
He looks away from the man, down at the cloth wrapped around his hands. 'Bandages', he thinks they're called.
Mohs huffs and sets a box down in front of him. "We'll dispose of you if you're not." Then he opens it. "However, you'll be a nuisance if you're recognized."
Inside is something he doesn't know the word for, something red and gold. A face like the others is looking back.
Mohs smirks. "You like it?"
He knows the words. "Hate it."
He hates everything.