Think Of Yourself As Moses

[q_uery]

In this time of edicts, decrees and general administrative hilarity, I should perhaps make one of my own which might actually carry some weight.

The Q Continuum take a rather dim view of our affairs being interfered with. The ship's delightful operatic vulture (the divine Amber Sweet, in case you were wondering precisely which) happens to be mine

Comments

[vintage_brit]

Smiting? Really? Smiting?

That's just... that's really fucking unfair, Mister The Q Continuum. Let me tell you, there are proper ways of dealing with this sort of thing that don't have to involve smiting hardly at all. Really. Hardly. Please?

And you know I hear that Mason guy, I hear he's actually quite nice.

[q_uery]

Ah, so he admits his guilt?

Well, that all depends on how one defines said-smite, doesn't it? And how quickly I can be appeased...

You know, back in the old days, they used to offer up their first-born for a bit of rain. Nowadays, a deity has to make their message just that little more obvious, to get anything done.

[vintage_brit]

His evil twin did it.

But I hardly think smiting is really... it's not necessary.

[q_uery]

The clock is ticking, my young, foolhardy friend...

[q_uery]

In a word?

Yes.

I'd be neglecting my duties if I didn't put the fear of the gods into them...

[q_uery]

Really, Eddie... I would've thought you'd be among the first to be thankful for a little divine intervention.