Apr 25, 2010 05:07
[has decided to offer office hours twice a week for any students interested in seeking out extra help with German--or for students struggling with the assignments he's been handing out in his culture-studies class on Gerhard Richter. settled into the chair at his desk, he thumbs through a book and waits for someone to arrive]
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He walks over to the door, and listens for a moment, then puts his hand to the doorknob, turning it as silently as he can. He pushes the door open, enough to catch a glimpse of the whiteboard and Muller's desk in front of it.
His eyes go wide, then narrow to a thin line.
Then, in the blink of an eye, Veidt is through the door, and moving.]
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[hissing] Explain this. Now.
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I don't believe the situation needs any explanation.
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Abusing a student? I disagree. I repeat. Explain yourself.
[He jerks Muller's arm up once, just enough to emphasize his point.]
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By all means, break something, Veidt--[a wince]--if cat and mouse games are what you're after. As I said, there's nothing to explain.
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[Veidt's accent is starting to slip into German, and he's uncomfortably aware of how much he's lowered himself to Muller's level, so with a quick motion he frees Muller's arm and steps back, out of reach. He's still tense, balanced, ready for further action, and his voice is a low, dangerous, predatory growl, as he switches to German for extra emphasis.]
Since you feel no need to explain, I will explain the situation to you, in terms you can understand. Your future hangs by a thread right now. Not the rest of today, or this week, or even your tenure at this school. I'm speaking of the rest of your benighted existence upon this earth.
[Veidt's voice is velvet, underlaid with steel.] I have resources you cannot even imagine, and I will be watching you. If you ever pull a stunt like that again, anywhere, I will make you wish you had never crawled out from under the rock that birthed you. Am I clear?
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[he turns to face Veidt, studying the man for a moment before meeting his eyes with his own flat, direct gaze. Müller doesn't doubt any of what Veidt is saying, and is certainly not arrogant or stupid enough to challenge him on it. and then a recognition of Veidt's particular tonality (cold, arrogant, intelligent, and controlled) hits him]
[leering (and in German):] Astoundingly, Veidt.
[pauses, appraising the other man again before continuing with a much cooler, more pointed tone] I know you--I'm certain of it. And if I am correct, then your hypocrisy is astounding. And I know I am correct.
[he sounds nothing short of icy and calculating as he continues; he speaks, now, to implicate, rather than accuse] After all, you've always had your 'resources'--else you wouldn't be here. [makes no move to approach Veidt, but continues speaking with cold assurance:] I don't know why you disappeared, or what you did to end up at this school, trying to validate your innocence with grand ( ... )
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There's no way that Muller could know about Veidt's past-- in this universe, this narrative, there never was an Ozymandias, nor was there a Dr. Manhattan. Still, there have been disturbing ripples in the timelines recently (Veidt thinks back to his idle chat with Jon Osterman about the many-worlds hypothesis) and it would be dangerous to assume that he is the only one who's noticed. He's been lax, complacent in his "retirement"; he should have known it was too good to last. All insults aside, Veidt knows that Muller is a dangerous man, and a formidable opponent ( ... )
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[studies Veidt, considering the thinly veiled threat. shrugs] As you'll have it, then. [smirks] Keep your moral compass pristine.
[waits until Veidt is at the door before speaking again:] Veidt.
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At Müller's last word, though, he pauses, hand on the doorknob, and turns, one eyebrow raised in an expression of utter disdain.]
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And whatever you think, do not incriminate him. [meets Veidt's gaze with a stony look] You understand me?
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[He continues to regard Müller with a raised eyebrow, but now the expression is surprised, rather than merely supercilious, and when he speaks, it's almost gentle.] Of course there's nothing wrong with him. He simply hasn't...learned his own power yet.
[There's more he could say, but Müller has proven himself perceptive, and Veidt meets Müller's eyes, one last time.] That is not something you need to worry about.
[And with that, he departs.]
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