Chancellor Gowron, son of M'Rel (maw_min) wrote in marinanova, @ 2013-08-07 21:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | :4th wall, euphemia li britannia, number one |
day 231 | fourth wall | open
[ Gowron has had the pleasure of keeping his own wardrobe, a traditional Klingon uniform beneath his decorated Chancellor's robe. (See: Grandiose fanart.) However, he has been treated to the welcome message and is - to put it lightly - not pleased with its content. He's incensed, in his viciously calculating way. He growls as he speaks, his nostrils flaring and eyes bulging with the stresses on his syllables, his teeth bared at every pause. He stands his ground proudly in Sector 0, despite the situation. ]
What manner of coward is it that not only takes a man prisoner by such surreptitious means, but refuses to even face him in accusation?
Understand this, bIHnuch: You will not have me captive - show yourselves and face me in battle! You have no comprehension of who it is you have snared. I will not be handed and accept the fate of a petaQ - one of us will meet death before I remain a prisoner. The day is good enough.
[ And a shark's smile punctuates it. ]