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towerofanimus2011-09-11 02:14 am
cullionfish.livejournal.com) wrote in towerofanimus2011-09-11 02:14 am
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LOCK YOUR DOORS, SHUT YOUR WINDOWS
Characters: Her Imperious Condescension and YOU!
Setting: The hallways or wherever you want. Just specify!
Format: I'm starting in action, but I'll match.
Summary: The Condesce has arrived -- and she is DISPLEASED.
Warnings: The Condesce is a warning in herself. Expect violence.
[The sleep paralysis had served little purpose but to infuriate The Condesce even further than she already had been. She had felt the stray threads connecting her to her lusus snap, which would have meant that the Vast Glub would begun to take Alternia by storm in no less than five minutes. Tyrian purple irises dilated in rage when she had realized she couldn't move.
But it was likely that all of the Tower could hear her scream in fury when she was finally able to move her jaw. It wouldn't be hard to pinpoint the source once she was out in the hallway. Her Imperious Condescesion was an imposing figure, decorated in various jewelery of vast expense, christened with a crown and holding a trident. She had wasted no time in shedding the gaudy suit she had been given.
She would find who had brought her here, and she would make them pay.]
Setting: The hallways or wherever you want. Just specify!
Format: I'm starting in action, but I'll match.
Summary: The Condesce has arrived -- and she is DISPLEASED.
Warnings: The Condesce is a warning in herself. Expect violence.
[The sleep paralysis had served little purpose but to infuriate The Condesce even further than she already had been. She had felt the stray threads connecting her to her lusus snap, which would have meant that the Vast Glub would begun to take Alternia by storm in no less than five minutes. Tyrian purple irises dilated in rage when she had realized she couldn't move.
But it was likely that all of the Tower could hear her scream in fury when she was finally able to move her jaw. It wouldn't be hard to pinpoint the source once she was out in the hallway. Her Imperious Condescesion was an imposing figure, decorated in various jewelery of vast expense, christened with a crown and holding a trident. She had wasted no time in shedding the gaudy suit she had been given.
She would find who had brought her here, and she would make them pay.]
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The worst part was that he knew he could easily fight her off. All it would take was one good blast, knock her straight into the wall hard enough to crush her body. There were no biowires embedded in his brain to punish him for thinking about rebelling that way. And he still couldn't do it, his own conditioning preventing him from attacking her.
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"In a matter of days, I will have this tower under control. Until then, I don't need any unnecessary distractions."
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That reminded him of another thing he should probably tell her. There were places in this tower that his power didn't work at all... would it be to his advantage or disadvantage to tell her that? Better to keep silent for the moment, he decided. Words once said could never be unsaid, and if she asked him later why he hadn't told her, he could truthfully say it was because she's pretty much scared him out of speaking again right now.
"Yeth, Condesce," was all he said, bowing his head and waiting for her command.