malcolmeffect: (Exhausted/Ill)
"I know." There's a resolute acceptance to those words. Under all the arrogance and flash, Ian had a darkness that he kept buried. However, these words brought it to the surface. "I wonder how many opportunities come before one sticks."

Ian poured himself another drink before sitting heavily in his chair. If there wasn't company he might just drink from the bottle. How many times had it happened now, 3, 4, 5.. more? It said a lot that he couldn't remember how many times he died, almost died, tried to die.

Ian was lost to his own darkness and barely recognized Loki was speaking. He came around though, looking at the god sitting in his office. "Uh.. it's good there might be someone that would answer."

His voice sounded burdened. He wondered who, besides maybe his daughter, would honestly come if he needed. Assist with no strings attached. Maybe Ellie, maybe, and Muldoon perhaps, but no one else. Everyone else, eve Sarah, would expect or want something in return.
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Ian Lynn Malcolm

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