<strong>Name</strong>: Tiam (Form 1) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158203.msg7308096#msg7308096)<br/><strong>Species</strong>: Unknown (Assumed to be Demigod)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: D.C.E. Headquarters<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Anyone present<br/><br/>Tiam had remained silent for a while, taking in the mannerisms and words each of his fellow companions?  Associates?  Whatever they were.  He never really considered anyone friends.  It was a concept quite foreign to him.  He mused at the paradox at befriending the embodiment of distrust, deceit, and lies.  He had to wonder how much of it was simply discounting people as just a means to get his kicks or how much of it was the people simply wanting nothing to do with him.  He'd grown so accustomed to just coming and going as he pleased without concern for those around him.  That's really how he liked it though.  Being caught in the trappings of personal feelings regarding the consequences of his actions wasn't his style.<br/><br/>Finally, he spoke up after listening to the tense conversation.  "Governments are little different than myself.  They employ tactics of half-truths and empty promises to get what they want.  Perhaps that is why I have a fondness for them," he said with his lips curling into a smile.  He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other and slightly turning in his chair.  "They never seem to fully grasp the art of it though.  The web they weave becomes so great that it entraps them, and then those others who they try to keep close escape through the cracks while the monstrous entity weaving their web can do nothing but struggle to keep their underlings from exposing them.  It's really like a bloated spider becoming too engorged on its victims to notice that it can no longer move," he suggested.<br/><br/>"Of course, I will be long gone by that point," he smirked and went quiet again.