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"You're looking at weaponized id," Primavera points out. She takes a step back, having gleaned whatever little she could understand from the blueprint she's been shown. Pale hands smooth the savagely hemmed skirt around her hips. "In a way. I mean, I sort of went past what Lilim normally do ... but I had to, it was my job." Her self-defensive screed does not sound particularly impassioned, more the perfunctory excuse offered to a hall monitor, something for form's sake. "We're id. The dark dreams of Europe after the millennial dawn, or -- whatever --" she's lost her taste for the Titanian catechism. "We attack to survive, but we're not supposed to kill. Oopsie."
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Date: 2009-09-13 08:40 pm (UTC)"You're looking at weaponized id," Primavera points out. She takes a step back, having gleaned whatever little she could understand from the blueprint she's been shown. Pale hands smooth the savagely hemmed skirt around her hips. "In a way. I mean, I sort of went past what Lilim normally do ... but I had to, it was my job." Her self-defensive screed does not sound particularly impassioned, more the perfunctory excuse offered to a hall monitor, something for form's sake. "We're id. The dark dreams of Europe after the millennial dawn, or -- whatever --" she's lost her taste for the Titanian catechism. "We attack to survive, but we're not supposed to kill. Oopsie."