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myironeyes) wrote2013-08-01 04:33 pm
myironeyes) wrote2013-08-01 04:33 pm
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[Open spam in the greenhouse.]
[It's a peculiar sight, even moreso than Marsh on his own. The man with spikes for eyes is carrying a very small, ugly, excitable cockatiel chick, carefully transferring her from one flowerbed to the next, letting her waddle intrepidly through the greenery, meticulously watching over her and snatching her gently away from any drop-offs or sinister-looking creeper vines while frowning in terse disapproval.]
[Private to Zane]
I'd like to teach you the fast way to kill an Inquisitor.
[It's neither an instruction nor a question; it's a preference. He knows Zane is struggling with his own relationship with violence right now. Zane could refuse, if he wants to.]
Just in case.
[Private to Barbara]
What is your opinion on mercy killing?
[Private to Erik]
How are you getting along with Kelsier?
[Private separately to Ned and Lua]
If you had to trust someone on this ship to kill you, who would it be?
[Private to Ryan Hardy]
I am your warden. I am still not a metaphor for anything.
We should meet.
[It's a peculiar sight, even moreso than Marsh on his own. The man with spikes for eyes is carrying a very small, ugly, excitable cockatiel chick, carefully transferring her from one flowerbed to the next, letting her waddle intrepidly through the greenery, meticulously watching over her and snatching her gently away from any drop-offs or sinister-looking creeper vines while frowning in terse disapproval.]
[Private to Zane]
I'd like to teach you the fast way to kill an Inquisitor.
[It's neither an instruction nor a question; it's a preference. He knows Zane is struggling with his own relationship with violence right now. Zane could refuse, if he wants to.]
Just in case.
[Private to Barbara]
What is your opinion on mercy killing?
[Private to Erik]
How are you getting along with Kelsier?
[Private separately to Ned and Lua]
If you had to trust someone on this ship to kill you, who would it be?
[Private to Ryan Hardy]
I am your warden. I am still not a metaphor for anything.
We should meet.
[Private]
[Private]
[It comes out sharper than he expected, forced, rough as an axe-edge against a grinding wheel. He hates this, hates explaining the whole tawdry tragic timeline of it, but he has to, for this to do any good.]
I was a spy in the steel ministry when they. Selected me. It was unexpected. Once I knew their secrets, I killed every other Inquisitor in the city. The Lord Ruler fell that night.
[And even the satisfaction of that moment is worn thin by all that followed. There's no emotion left in the words, just blunt, flat, chopped-offed sentence fragments. It's the only way he can do this.]
But there was. A worse master we knew nothing of. A terrible god. The spikes - they are its magic. They let it in. They let anything with mental influence in.
[Private]
And what do you want of me? [Because he doubts it was just to ask how he gets on with Kelsier.]