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GENERAL OVERFLOW
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[cutebutexpendable]

[ To the goblin's cautiously paranoid mind, each second Illidan spends waxing nostalgic is a second in which he's not about to murder Styx for shits and giggles. So he'll take what he can get. ]

Wait, so let me get this straight: you helped your people fight off demons, who locked you in the hoosegow for preparing for round 2, and then they unlocked you when the demons DID return?

[unpreparer]

Indeed, that is what happened. Ten thousand years they kept me in that wretched pen. Still, I provided them the aide they needed, but in doing so I made a sacrifice to attain the power needed to complete my task, and took this form. A sacrifice for which I was promptly banished.

[Illidan momentarily grabbed the goblin and pulled him back as a pair of nurses came out of a room to the side, once they passed he released Styx and allowed him to continue on.]

[cutebutexpendable]

... shit, man. That's-

[ He's smart enough not to yelp or try to hamstring his captor. Once the danger's passed, though, he gives Illidan a terse nod of thanks before continuing on his way. ]

[ Besides. Ten thousand years? He's still trying to wrap his head around that. ]

So why not just torch the whole lot and be done with it? If I was in your shoes, I'd have burned through my reserve of goodwill before the first century was up.

[unpreparer]

Do not mistake my pacifism as a love for my people.

[He goes quiet for a moment, and when he speaks again hi voice is more subdued.]

I did it only for the sake of one.

[cutebutexpendable]

... oh. Huh.

[ This is about when most people would say something thoughtful or considerate, like "my condolences" or "sorry to hear that." ]

[ And then there's Styx. ]

Lemme guess- she's not into the whole horns and wings thing, is she?

[unpreparer]

Not precisely.

[He let out a sigh. Thinking about this all at once was something of a grim reminder how bad off he's been these past ten thousand years. Of coure none of it was his fault whatsoever.]

She chose my brother over me.

[cutebutexpendable]

[ Wow. Wow. That's a can of worms that should probably be best left alone. ]

Damn. And here, I thought elves and romance would be all flowers and butterflies and poems about the moon- shit like that. Not stuff about brothers versus brothers, demons, and long fucking jail times.

[unpreparer]

[He actually stops in his tracks and gives the goblin a look.]

Just what sort of elves have you been dallying around?

[Okay, well maybe the flower thing wasn't too far off, if you took his brother into account, but he usually did hi best not to.]

[cutebutexpendable]

None. And believe me, back where I come from? I did everything I could to keep it that way. 'Cause really, us greenskins got enough to worry about with the humans- we don't need Amber-obsessed scarecrows breathing down our necks, too.

[ Styx snorts, glancing back over his shoulder. ]

Although you could snap the whole lot of them over the back of your knee. Shit, I'd pay to see that.