Accountability.

[explosivecombat]

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.

Comments

[withabigsmile]

You and I could probably stop this thing, let alone the two of us and everyone else.

But I'm not about to die here for nothing.

[oftheland]

...yeah, it's true. As gung-ho as I am about wanting to kill the hell out of this god, it seems a little... well, we'd need an actual strategy and abilities.

[sunsong]

So we figure those out after we get rid of this smug asshole and figure out gettin' the others back.

[oftheland]

...I mean, he has admitted repeatedly that he has no idea why our abilities are missing or what is even going on there, but he is the only one who actually has any of his own...

[announcemyvictory]

Then we find out. They managed all this fumbling about in the dark, didn't they?

[oftheland]

...true enough, I guess... though, the real problem is that I'm not even sure how much time we'd really have to figure that out... or even get out of here to begin with.

[announcemyvictory]

Before they come for us, you mean.

[oftheland]

I guess the question is really whether or not God cares enough about some humans who are quite understandably pissed off at him to track them down, really...

[announcemyvictory]

Well, he isn't the original god to begin with, is he? Besides, Mr. Conductor's refusal to "sell him out" means that he believes in some way that we can do something about him, even if he refuses to say so.

[withabigsmile]

Maybe our powers just... Aren't compatible here?

[Fuck if she knows. She's throwing out guesses.]

[oftheland]

...

Yeah, that's entirely possible, but I really hope it isn't the case.

[sunsong]

He clearly isn't gonna go along with our plan. There are still SOME people alive in this world - he isn't our only option for information, even if he's most convenient. So...let's just get this over with, shall we? I don't feel like arguin' with him for days on end.

[oftheland]

...well, I could work on things a little more because honestly... well, the points about "God" possibly tracking us down don't entirely sit well with me.

[sunsong]

...All right, then, let's keep talkin'.