148 [Video, from Hospital Bed]

[impure_tale]

[And here is the Marquis in the infirmary; not dressed as per usual, his dark hair unbound and cascading lazily over his shoulders, his right arm in a sling to prevent causing himself further pain just because he feels the constant desire to use it. He looks tired, but better.]

I do believe this is the moment where I say that rumors of my demise

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[impure_tale]

And you are teaching me what it means to fool someone into thinking you are charming.

[rayney_day]

They... Burrowed into your spine?

[impure_tale]

I am still not certain what he used.

[rayney_day]

I'm half-way curious whether it had a point or if he was just being... Him.

[Audio]

[a_bit_put_upon]

Unity in any mass is difficult to strive for, especially in a place such as this. I myself lose sight of it at times, but I've got you lot to remind me. Friends, regardless of rank.

I've been warden to a few, some wrongly so and much of the folly involved was rightly mine, but I've done my utmost to understand, protect and guide each one, as I do for her now. My choices are made in order to teach and respect her, and should she by chance fall ill or injured, she'll find me at her side to lead her back to health, as she'll find me when she takes a wayward path, to lead her back where she ought to go. As it stands here and as it should for all of us given to the responsibility, she is my ward and my world.

[Awkward pause. He pontificates too much, sorry.]

Thank you, monsieur, for your sensible words.

[Audio]

[impure_tale]

Always welcome, and thank you for yours.

[Audio]

[a_bit_put_upon]

Any truth wished, and welcome. Is there anything I can get for you?

[creatingalegacy]

Burrowed into your spine, killed your dog, beat you needlessly...and the wardens think I'm a sick fuck.

[impure_tale]

Some Wardens. We don't all know you.

[creatingalegacy]

That's a relief.

[buywithme]

Not just the wardens, Sister.

[most_feared]

I'm used to working with a group. But I'm also not a fan of authority. I don't like being told what to do, how to do it, and where the fuck I'm expected to be if I know that there's already a better place for me to be and a more efficient way to get the job done.

The thing is... If any group of people works as a group, they go primitive. It's what we do. Groups are our defense, just the same as herding animals or a school of fish. Get us together in a panic or a rage and we'll follow each other like ducklings right into trouble or tear into each other.

Frankly, either side needs to think for itself, and not get so goddamn mad out of pride. I may resent authority, but I got the cool head to realize that sometimes someone else has something important to say and might have a point, and that goes for warden or inmate.

On another note, how are you feeling?

[impure_tale]

Much better, as you can see.

[most_feared]

Good. [A pause] I guess while I have the opportunity I should pass on that my boss is a fan.

Oh Zed :|

[impure_tale]

Should I be surprised?