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I enjoy exercising my principles. The fact that I can do so is a freedom and I also enjoy my freedom.

[Does producing action figures count? The clock continues ticking towards midnight. Perhaps it's thirty-five seconds till, perhaps it's ten.]

Why do you enjoy exercising them, other than for the freedom in doing so? Is it for esteem?

[ Good thing the time's ticking down to bare seconds because Amory's edging back to venom. It's not for the sake of just arguing with Adrian, nor is it out of a desire to insult him. This subject hits a sore spot, and it's instinctive to counter with a return to being defensive. ]

Enjoyment seems to be the theme, if not the base of your reason. And isn't there self-gratification in enjoying it?

Edited 2010-01-22 13:05 (UTC)

[What perfect timing, City. As soon as Adrian's thought of an answer for Amory he finds his arms loosening. Hands lift from the younger man and he takes a step back, letting his limbs fall to his sides to regain some circulation.]

I didn't say there isn't, but things aren't so simple.

Is it that hard to admit your main motive?

[ Amory bends his own arms to the side, stretching out the cramps and kinks. His subsequent movement is not toward the door, but of feet planted firmly on the ground. He's curious, Adrian. ]

[The answer he gives is honest but veiled, not willing to satiate that curiosity with the entire truth, not even for Amory who Adrian believes has other things he could offer.]

There's never only one.

It's like talking with my father.

[ Adrian's shrouded responses, his answers that lead only further away from the end, really do hit the wrong nerve. ]

Never a straight answer with you, is there? Only ambiguity heading nowhere.

You aren't so forthcoming yourself, Amory.

[Is this the first time he's actually used the other man's name? Maybe.]

[ The use of his name hasn't escaped Amory's notice, and he finds himself raising his line of sight to meet Adrian's face. He's certainly hit the hypocrite right on the nose. ]

There is nothing to be said.

[ Or rather, there is nothing be that needs to be said. ]

Then this is where we part ways.

[Green eyes return the direct eye contact, and just as he did in the dreamworld, he gestures for Amory to take his leave if he wants to.]

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