You mentioned over the Hotline that they were similar. "If one, why not another?"
Or, something like that.
They are both entities that carve out things to dominate them. Make it so they're the only ones that are left and in control. The Hiss overwhelms you... bends you. Breaks you. Forces you to their frequency of just pure chaos. The more you sink into their dream? The more you're apart of them.
Dylan seemed to be in more control of it. Maybe because he's like me. You. "P6" was what the Bureau referred to him as. Prime Canidate 6 ...and I was 7.
[ Her cheek rests against his arm and she gently rubs her face into the fabric of the shirt he wore the day before. She leans into his comfort as she did the morning before at the coffee shop. ]
Yeah... I know. Several people in the Bureau know.
[ Despite it all? She smiles at him. Her green eyes focus on him as he begins to eat the pancakes. She doesn't applaud or treat him like a child for the feat. Instead, just a smile, and turning back to her own meal. ]
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Or, something like that.
They are both entities that carve out things to dominate them. Make it so they're the only ones that are left and in control. The Hiss overwhelms you... bends you. Breaks you. Forces you to their frequency of just pure chaos. The more you sink into their dream? The more you're apart of them.
Dylan seemed to be in more control of it. Maybe because he's like me. You. "P6" was what the Bureau referred to him as. Prime Canidate 6 ...and I was 7.
[ Her cheek rests against his arm and she gently rubs her face into the fabric of the shirt he wore the day before. She leans into his comfort as she did the morning before at the coffee shop. ]
Yeah... I know. Several people in the Bureau know.
[ Despite it all? She smiles at him. Her green eyes focus on him as he begins to eat the pancakes. She doesn't applaud or treat him like a child for the feat. Instead, just a smile, and turning back to her own meal. ]