hexistential | chasing what will never be;

[Viktor stands before Jayce, Sky's journal tucked under his arm, and feels the universe tip. Jayce is everything to Viktor and yet Viktor knows he should leave. He saw the blueprints on the desk and no amount of impassioned speech will erase those from existence. Never mind the rift growing between them with each passing day. Jayce had some engagement or another to address as a councilor and while he promised to give up his position, he had also promised to destroy the hexcore.

And so here they both stood, balanced on a knife's edge and Viktor keeps his profile to his former partner, makes himself harder to discern across the distance between them.

'Where is he going' is an excellent question, one that Viktor does not feel like answering, but he lets Jayce in regardless. Just a small opening, allows Jayce to get a foot in.]

To the Undercity, to the people who need me most.

[To do what, he's not sure, but he can figure that out when he gets there.]