Ermac stepped up to the Karaoke machine. The light reflected off his lens searching for a Metallica song. He shook his head going down the list, biting his lower lip, rather uncertain of what he could sing.
Then the lead in, his head nodding in sync the instrumentals.
"Guilty as charged but damn it, it ain't right," the I.T.brimos had paced back and forth with the display within his view.
"This can't be happening to me," Ermac stood with the mic in his hand, a fist punched skyward. He shouted with thunderous echo as if challenging the Exarchs directly, "Who made you God to say I'll take your life from you?"
The Theurge held out a hand before him, wriggling his fingers as if he actually was holding a flame. He very well could do it. It was just a bad idea. "I can feel the flame!"
As the music died down, he grinned, and placed the mic back where it belonged. Back to being the quiet geek.
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