[a while back, Jag asked for Warden!Thomas. It percolated in my brain a while and this sort of resulted. I'm pretty sure it's not the end and it likely needs work but...here you go! In all of its 1811 words glory!]A fairy tale this was not
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"Oh, I don't know," he managed to drawl, as if they were having a casual conversation, "I don' tthink we've really got all that much in common."
Even if Thomas was starting to pick out similarities in their appearance.
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When he was ready to speak again, the words came out thoughtful and confident. He smiled sardonically at his older brother. "There's no need for you to waste energy posturing. I have you right where I want you and no amount of defiant glares, witty banter or raised jaws are going to make me question it."
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One had to admit, the attitude was impressive from someone in his situation.
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"Oh I don't know. You, not being bound and held under running water would be a start, Warden Lane."
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Good god, that water was cold. He couldn't suppress the shivering and he hated how weak it made him look. As if the rest of his predicament didn't do that as well.
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"I expect you're wondering why I haven't killed you yet."
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It had to be much easier to just kill him outright, after all, than go to all this effort.
He was still ignoring the implications of Dresden's earlier comments.
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"You're joking, right? What the hell can you offer me?"
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"I want to help you Thomas. You can be so much more than what you are now. I can help you find your way though the fog that the council has put you in. Help you become a better wizard ... or providing that doesn't interest you, maybe you might want in on a strike against the White King."
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Thomas blinked, "fog? What, the Council's the bad guys because they object to the things you do?"
But he couldn't bring himself to scoff at that last part. Not when he had fantasized far too many times about how to destroy the man he'd once called father.
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But he also wasn't seeing any other way of getting out of this alive and in one piece. He could always consider it an undercover operation.
As long as the rest of the Council didn't find out.
"Let me go, then. I'll stick around a while."
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He turned his back to the wizard, heading for the door.
"Justine will be here in a moment to release you. Don't bother looking for me, I'll find you when it's time for us to speak again."
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Damn.
"Yeah, that totally wasn't following the cryptic evil warlock stereotype there."
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And without waiting for him to reply, he exited.
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