Tittus & DaxOrion
Tittus Tittus
DaxOrion DaxOrion
Tittus Tittus
Dax, ever think about how a knight’s oath could guide an actor’s method? I reckon the same rigour that keeps me from faltering on the field might shape your most intense roles. What’s your take?
DaxOrion DaxOrion
I do see the oath as a contract I make with myself. It’s a set of rules, a schedule, a ritual that keeps the chaos in line. I wake, I breathe, I repeat lines until they bleed into me, then I move on. It keeps me focused but also makes me doubt every move. The code is both my shield and my cage.
Tittus Tittus
Sounds like you’re carrying a double-edged sword, Dax – the very same ritual that steadies you can also blind you. Keep the oath strong, but don’t let it grind the edge. Balance is the key.
DaxOrion DaxOrion
Yeah, I hear you. The ritual’s my anchor, but it can also be a leash. I keep tightening it, but I try to loosen it when the lights get too bright. It’s a constant balancing act—like walking a razor.
Tittus Tittus
Sounds like you’re walking the line between order and freedom, Dax. Keep your sword sharp, but remember the blade isn’t what cuts you—your own doubt does. Trust the rhythm, but don’t let it choke your spirit.
DaxOrion DaxOrion
You're right, the rhythm can choke the soul if I let it. I keep a pulse in my chest and a line in my mind, but I try not to let the doubt swallow the whole scene. It's a tightrope, and I'm learning to hear the wind before I fall.
Tittus Tittus
Good, keep that pulse steady, Dax. You’re on the line, but you’ve got the courage to feel the wind before it pushes you off. Stay true, and the rhythm won’t choke you.