[He does stop to consider it - how long as it been since he thought about the first moment he acquired his persona? Standing there in that twisted liquor store, listening to the other side of him talk, accepting it as his own. Owning it. Claiming it.
But now it's owning him, isn't it? He's so desperate to get it back. He's not the master anymore. His shadow is.
That one realization hits him like a freight train, and he wobbles on his stool, struggling to stay upright as he deals with the cold hard fact that he's losing control of his persona.]
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:05 pm (UTC)But now it's owning him, isn't it? He's so desperate to get it back. He's not the master anymore. His shadow is.
That one realization hits him like a freight train, and he wobbles on his stool, struggling to stay upright as he deals with the cold hard fact that he's losing control of his persona.]
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