Solf J Kimblee (
explosivecombat) wrote in
trustfell2015-12-29 08:20 pm
Accountability.
| There are all sorts of secrets to this place, really, ways to get from place to place reasonably unnoticed. Some of those ways involve the ability to shift one's appearance, some of them involve shadows and vessels and darkness; for those without those sorts of gifts, though, one has to rely on more conventional means. Panels and doorways, joins and seams that don't join up quite right; portions of the wall that will open up if you manipulate them properly. The Conductor himself tends to rely on the latter; he is, after all, entirely human. He's thin, as though he doesn't eat terribly much, but his clothes are immaculate and sharply-tailored, a suit and long coat all in white and shades of pale grey; his hair is long, trailing at least halfway down his back in a thin, tightly-tied ponytail, and his eyes are cold when he moves to stand at the thirtieth podium – it's not his, it never has been, but it's going to do for now. He doesn't seem anxious at all about being here; there's nothing nervous in his demeanor, and he's keeping his head up, perfectly willing to look everyone in the face. There's a definite arrogance about him, as is probably to be expected, though he'll certainly acknowledge everyone once he's there – when he bows it's enough to be respectful, but not nearly enough to expose the back of his neck. When he speaks, his voice is recognizable but it's quiet, far moreso than one would assume him to be based on the volume of the intercom alone; his tone is even, almost unsettlingly calm given the circumstances, though there's a hardness to it that never quite goes away. "It's a pleasure to speak to all of you in person; I'd say that it's almost a shame that the circumstances have to be what they are, but I'm not going to insult your intelligence like that." He straightens up then; the smile he's offering is understated, but it's not particularly nice. "I understand that we have a fair amount to discuss; shall we begin?" Your host for the evening, everyone; let's start. |

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[ She kind of thinks she maybe gets it. Possibly. ]
So you said us comin' here was just an accident, and that you asked for us partly for your entertainment. But the rest...did this have anything to do with testin' God's powers...?
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As I've said, we haven't found our limits yet; this was part of seeing what could and couldn't be done.
Our world is more or less done for, remember; we didn't have much to lose.
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how do you kill god, sol wonders to herself, like this isn't at all something that will likely be troublesome ]
Do we get to put that fucker on trial?
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I wouldn't recommend it even after all of this is over, anyway.
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...I mean, yeah, it's probably a terrible idea, but we're terrible ideas inc and someone has to do something about a homicidal maniac who can breech dimensions.
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[ ... ]
I'm not okay with leavin' that as is. I'll stake my life on endin' anything like that.
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[ Assuming this asshole is gonna help them
which
lbr would he do that... ]
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Also fourth should be punchin' in their sure-to-be-smug face.
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THAT THEY BARELY THOUGHT THROUGH
BUT IT IS GOOD IN THEORY!! ]