Gabriel (awol_angel) wrote in mandalus, @ 2013-09-03 19:44:00 |
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001; Plea Bargain // video
[Hell he looks a mess. He's been powerless here before, but he's always cared before. Now he doesn't. There's a week's worth of beard, his clothes are dirty. His cheeks are gaunt and his skin sallow. From the skyscape behind him and the sound of water, he must be in the Venetian quarter. This is where Hatfield stood.]
If anyone is listening, and has any say over these things, I'd like to go back now. I don't see why you even thought I'd be any damn use to you. She was the one who was kicking your an excuse for an army into shape. What the hell you expect me to do... to hell with it. To hell with you. You couldn't even save her, and she did more fucking good to this place than any of the rest of these guests you dragged here.
[He's almost spitting words then, and wipes his mouth on a sleeve, loosing some of the bitter passion as he slumps back.] You aren't going to win against this Cult. You'll just create a lot of martyrs. Trust me, you can't win against martyrs. You'll just end up with more and more and more of them.
[For a moment there's nothing else, then he dips his head and reaches forward, about to turn off the feed] Just send me back.