Pile them high and watch their eyes. Empty glass beneath a dying sunrise.

The last one falls.

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Where hides the challenge.

Currently laying down line after line of filament into a small disassembled container. Her fingers work with a slow controlled patience as there are occasional pauses to add emitters. "Nearly done."

Take it.

She barks out a sheer laugh. "'Forerunner'?" Humans. "Just Forerunner? Stupid [apes] hardly use their eyes, nor that which sits behind," she begins stalking towards him, her finders settling against a strip of metal at the hip of her Combat-skin. "A better answer is -

Not again. Not again. Not again. The Warrior-Servants head is turning this way and that as she desperately searches the now sealed room. Ever glance takes in the subtle motif's, Builder? Juridical? Lifeworker? Which one? Her eyes finally land -

The craft of weaponry draws my attention, for a time. But.... Idleness I cannot stand. Years and years have passed in stillness and silence. Battle brings the right noise, and the right movement.

Hehe

There is too much time to fill with 'hobbies'. Action is what I crave.

Time drags on and on...

" 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚎....𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. " . 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝙸 𝙻𝚝 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗-𝟶𝟾𝟾 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝙸𝚜

What beauty? They offer war and nothing more. Aggression is the song they sing anything else is a misplaced note.

Do the rules sit differently for those who are not Human? That hatred is serious? Justified?

Spoiled for choice. I'll keep it a surprise.

An answer was given, one without lie. Why do you mock it?

What would you lose, if you could choose?

I am a Forerunner. A Warrior-Servant. A witness of your harm and your fall.

A good time for me, but not for thee.

That is their intention.

Your words are so limiting.

Not those primates.

The insides of a Builder. Best served under a hot blade.

The words were not meant.

Not those.

Another test.

That is what you are.

I see no issue.

It may deign to show you more than you see.

Only [apes] draw my ire. The rest are acceptable, for now.

[It takes one to know one].

Only in your mind.

It shall be corrected.

A bird may only fly as far as the wind allows.

We all dance to the tune of Living Time. Acceptance is not required.

Everything is more than a species. Time is everything. The song it has sung, will sing, and does sing envelopes us all.

Your perspective is limited.

Humanity is not everything.

Then you have your answer for my certainty. My objective is no secret. We shall see it through.

Would you offer a hand to cull your own?

A suggestion that your path offers no structure to mine. You have nothing to suggest that it would.

I spoke no words about a tainted path. Ours simply do not align.

Who would benefit from the path you seek? Not I, surely.

Why does it earn your woe?