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Who: The Marquis de Sade, Iago
Where: Level Zero
When: Today, mid-morning
What: The Marquis has taken time to cool off before going to speak to his Inmate.
The Marquis had not lived in a time where there had been lifts, but he was muchly grateful for them now. He swallowed down a pill before making his way to it, then down to Zero Level where his Inmate waited. He'd given more than a day for him to collect himself, to consider what he wished to do, and he was still uncertain and angry. This had gone far beyond what he had expected Iago to be willing to do anymore, and the fact that he and his companion seemed to relish it as some sort of game? He would have expected the Master to influence his behavior as such, not Rex Lewis.
Not Rex Lewis.
Perhaps he was simply sour that his first assessment of their budding relationship -- that Iago chose his partners to heighten the drama in his life -- to be woefully accurate.
He dragged a chair down the corridor for him to sit in, using it to support him in the place of his cane. Upon reaching Iago's cell he did not look at him or address him in any way until he was seated and (not comfortable) settled.
"Now you're going to tell me what you were thinking. And think well before you answer, because it may be the last thing you say to me for a very long time."
Where: Level Zero
When: Today, mid-morning
What: The Marquis has taken time to cool off before going to speak to his Inmate.
The Marquis had not lived in a time where there had been lifts, but he was muchly grateful for them now. He swallowed down a pill before making his way to it, then down to Zero Level where his Inmate waited. He'd given more than a day for him to collect himself, to consider what he wished to do, and he was still uncertain and angry. This had gone far beyond what he had expected Iago to be willing to do anymore, and the fact that he and his companion seemed to relish it as some sort of game? He would have expected the Master to influence his behavior as such, not Rex Lewis.
Not Rex Lewis.
Perhaps he was simply sour that his first assessment of their budding relationship -- that Iago chose his partners to heighten the drama in his life -- to be woefully accurate.
He dragged a chair down the corridor for him to sit in, using it to support him in the place of his cane. Upon reaching Iago's cell he did not look at him or address him in any way until he was seated and (not comfortable) settled.
"Now you're going to tell me what you were thinking. And think well before you answer, because it may be the last thing you say to me for a very long time."