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*Syrinx* · 08-05-2014, 11:15 PM

Syrinx was not going to be coerced into leaving Olympus. He was going to climb the ranks until he was standing on a decent amount of...if not hierarchical power? respected resolve. They would come to know his name as they had anywhere else, but he also seemed to be truly trying to make some notice of anything. He wanted to bring some kind of balance to what was being held onto, but he knew that he didn?t hold Olympus as dearly as his Empress did. Not yet. Still, a boy alone would catchi his attention and would draw Syrinx forward. An expressionless face would be presented to a younger man and Syrinx would let a low growl resonate in his throat. This was merely to allow the other true awareness of his presence. What was he doing out so alone? The question was easily asked, but not so easily interpreted. Syrinx did not care that he was alone. He did not care that he looked like a kicked dog. He merely cared that it was a chance to bring his reputation further up from the ground. Everything was changing, and he wanted them all to be aware, ?You look positively pitiful, squirt,? there were a number of reasons for a child to be upset. Syrinx himself could think of a few, though he could not begin to think they were of levity.

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