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009 - Reaper of My Evening Song - Video
Ah. I remember this.
[Karl is seated on the floor of his cell. Book in his lap, idly stirring through it with a fingertip. His face is replete with a Good-Times satisfaction.]
What a splendid evening that was. Full of blood and flame. Diva and I laughed ourselves sick over it afterward.
[A chilling laugh.]
You know, she told me a little secret. She said, for a boy who didn't want it, he was dreadfully eager for it...
[And, smile fixed, he returns to his book. Sick bastard.]
[OOC: Karl's cursed with Memory Theater. He's recalling he and his Queen, Diva, massacred everyone aboard a ship. After which Diva proceeded to rape and kill Saya's adoptive brother. Who, FYI, was 12 years old. Suffice it to say, it was quite the Moral Event Horizon :\]
Private
...
We could make this City ours. A tribute to our Queen.
Private
I've seen someone attempt to take over the city. It's inhabitants descended upon him like a tidal wave.
No. We'll do no such thing.
Private
...
You have changed, Solomon. You were many things. But never weak.
Private
Don't mistake caution with weakness brother.
Private
There is far greater strength in action, Solomon. Our Queen understood this, even if you seem to have forgotten.
Private
Reckless action gets a person killed. [No idle threat.]
Re: Private
It's not as though we can die here.
Private
Private
Regardless of what these humans do to us, we won't be defeated easily.
Private
[Thinking Karl clearly wasn't chosen for his intelligence.]
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