XI.

[takeyouapart]

So much unrest. This flood-or-not-flood, it barely matters, it has shaken up so much.

Inmates. You poor lost souls. Don't you know better by now? I would be the first to agree that most of you are simple at best, but have you no capacity to learn? Any move you make against us will be crushed, any pleas for clemency will go unheard, and by

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gdi. michael can't stop trolling your pups.

[possemagnet]

Societies win war, boy. Those who fight pridefully and singularly are buried ass up in shallow graves.

I'll post with Tosh later in the week and he can be mean about computers or something idk :c

[takeyouapart]

You mistake me, archangel. I never said they had to do it on their own. Only that they have to do it like they mean it.

confused angel is confused

[possemagnet]

Are they not doing it like they mean it? Perhaps not what you would have previously assigned yourself, but they have their convictions and they are organized to an almost articulate degree.

I think the problem here is not that inmates refuse to go quietly but that a good degree of the wardens, such as yourself, are running around like a rooster with its head cut off.

[takeyouapart]

Am I acting that way? Do you see me panicked, or angry? I am a Warden here, and I will act in that role - which is to provide guidance.

I said quite clearly that this most recent rash of violence and scheming is meaningless when it lacks backbone. To act and succeed they would have to cast aside the very things that have made them Inmates. They will never defy us so long as they possess their moral codes, their inability to go as far as we will. Their goodness, if you will.

And if they do go so far, if they do abandon those things? They will graduate, and ultimately we will still win.

oh you and your one-track mind

[takeyouapart]

The kingdoms to the far north worship those names. I do not.

[takeyouapart]

The New Religion never gained much of a foothold here. It died with the old king and his heir.

Besides. Surely you would be the recipient of such worship, not its provider?

[takeyouapart]

This again, Edward?

Perhaps you would care for a demonstration of the very living powers that these 'dead gods' have granted me as their High Priest.

Merlin will send muffins or something to the Christian contingent afterwards. :c

[takeyouapart]

So tell me, does your god ever answer your prayers? Is your wife much improved for her days of Scripture? Are you ever truly knowing of his presence, beyond perhaps the voices of madness in your head?

If I have signed a pact with Satan, then at least he has acknowledged me. You are following a god who has never existed or does not care for you.

Private

[wandthief]

Interesting sentiments... Do you really mean them?

Ignoring this since private=suspicious and he doesn't know if Gellert's trying to trip him up :c

[takeyouapart]

Channelling wishverse Giles here...

[stayandgloat]

The impression I received was that you preferred me to keep my peace, Emrys.

[takeyouapart]

I would prefer you to do many things that you still refuse.

Perhaps I should pay a visit. Are you still much injured since I last wasted my time on you?

[stayandgloat]

There is little I could do to influence your coming and going, now is there. I am mostly mended, still a little stiff, I suppose, but other than that, you did a fair job of keeping the damage temporary!

[Spam]

[takeyouapart]

Merlin felt a little ridiculous as he walked the corridors, dressed in the clothes he'd found in his flood-affected cabin. More reminiscent of Cornelius Sigan than Nimueh - too much black, too much leather. It was all wildly uncomfortable, but he knew he'd attract attention for wearing the clothes he'd been in when everything had changed.

He was aware, immediately, of old magic on Ethan's door - magic he had cast. Not just locks, but curses - spells that would hurt him, cripple him if he tried to escape. He closed his eyes for a moment, then knocked.

"Rayne, come to the door," he said, keeping his voice cold and level.