Pogovorite s molchaniya. 《Speak with Silence》 IC Joining
<div><span style="color:#40ff00;">A</span><span style="color:#40fc00;"> </span><span style="color:#3ff900;">h</span><span style="color:#3ff600;">e</span><span style="color:#3ef300;">a</span><span style="color:#3ef100;">r</span><span style="color:#3dee00;">t</span><span style="color:#3deb01;"> </span><span style="color:#3ce801;">w</span><span style="color:#3ce501;">h</span><span style="color:#3be201;">o</span><span style="color:#3bdf01;"> </span><span style="color:#3bdc01;">p</span><span style="color:#3ada01;">u</span><span style="color:#3ad701;">m</span><span style="color:#39d401;">p</span><span style="color:#39d101;">s</span><span style="color:#38ce01;"> </span><span style="color:#38cb01;">t</span><span style="color:#37c802;">o</span><span style="color:#37c502;">x</span><span style="color:#36c202;">i</span><span style="color:#36c002;">c</span><span style="color:#36bd02;"> </span><span style="color:#35ba02;">b</span><span style="color:#35b702;">l</span><span style="color:#34b402;">o</span><span style="color:#34b102;">o</span><span style="color:#33ae02;">d</span><span style="color:#33ab02;">,</span><span style="color:#32a802;"> </span><span style="color:#32a603;">a</span><span style="color:#31a303;">n</span><span style="color:#31a003;">d</span><span style="color:#319d03;"> </span><span style="color:#309a03;">a</span><span style="color:#309703;"> </span><span style="color:#2f9403;">c</span><span style="color:#2f9103;">a</span><span style="color:#2e8f03;">l</span><span style="color:#2e8c03;">c</span><span style="color:#2d8903;">u</span><span style="color:#2d8603;">l</span><span style="color:#2c8304;">a</span><span style="color:#2c8004;">t</span><span style="color:#2c7d04;">i</span><span style="color:#2b7a04;">n</span><span style="color:#2b7704;">g</span><span style="color:#2a7504;"> </span><span style="color:#2a7204;">b</span><span style="color:#296f04;">r</span><span style="color:#296c04;">a</span><span style="color:#286904;">i</span><span style="color:#286604;">n</span><span style="color:#286304;"> </span><span style="color:#276004;">t</span><span style="color:#275e05;">h</span><span style="color:#265b05;">a</span><span style="color:#265805;">t</span><span style="color:#255505;"> </span><span style="color:#255205;">w</span><span style="color:#244f05;">o</span><span style="color:#244c05;">n</span><span style="color:#234905;">d</span><span style="color:#234605;">e</span><span style="color:#234405;">r</span><span style="color:#224105;">s</span><span style="color:#223e05;"> </span><span style="color:#213b06;">h</span><span style="color:#213806;">o</span><span style="color:#203506;">w</span><span style="color:#203206;"> </span><span style="color:#1f2f06;">t</span><span style="color:#1f2c06;">o</span><span style="color:#1e2a06;"> </span><span style="color:#1e2706;">s</span><span style="color:#1e2406;">p</span><span style="color:#1d2106;">i</span><span style="color:#1d1e06;">l</span><span style="color:#1c1b06;">l</span><span style="color:#1c1807;"> </span><span style="color:#1b1507;">y</span><span style="color:#1b1307;">o</span><span style="color:#1a1007;">u</span><span style="color:#1a0d07;">r</span><span style="color:#190a07;">s</span><span style="color:#190707;">.</span></div>
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At the admittance of packhood, the russian felt a swell of belonging within his chest. Vector knew what happiness was, and he definitely knew the feeling he had just felt was not one of happiness. He was now not an individual, but one with many. One of a group And he promised he would strive to do what he could for it to flourish, whether he be slave or not.
With emotionless eyes, Vector obeyed, focusing his solemn emerald gaze upon his new headmaster's face, but holding no directual connection to his eyes, only staring at a focal point on Hadrian's face, looking directly at the sterling wolf, but with no subsidiarity that could cause conflict.

At the new burden of leash put upon his shoulders, he did not shift his weight, to make himself comfortable. Vector endured the new role, his heritage teaching him to not cry out, to not have any displeasure at anything life had thrown at him, the same lessons that had made him able to survive the brutalities he had, keeping him alive to see another day. This slavery was nothing new to him. Just the land.

"Yes, Master." Spoken like the wolf who would trudge through all, just to see the next challenge.

"You have also stole the prey and water of my lands, you will be severely punished for that. And you will work all day and night for me and you will do what I tell you to do and nothing else. Do you understand?"

Vector wished to say 'Ya ponimayu' but instead, he stuck with the english. The recon had figured it would upset his new ruler if he spoke in his own native tongue. His accent, which he could turn and off at will, let alone bend it to the accent of most spoken languages, his auds able to capture the specifics of the language's enunciations, and pasting them to his tongue, his memory able to use them to his own methods.

"Understood, Master," he spoke clearly, choosing to keep his accent present, and his identity pure. After all, if this was to be his new leader, his new life, he would have to remain true to it, wouldnt he?
...nah, Vector would always hold secrets. His brain pulsed the benifits of his anonymous life to himself. And the russian agreed. Some secrets must stay silenced.
Mission Accomplished.
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