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WHO: The Earl and the Marquis
WHERE: The Marquis' residence
WHEN: Well after he had inquired about a visit; he'd remained silent and observed long enough (which really means that rl has slowed down and I can get caught up)
People were losing their minds it seemed, and he really didn't feel as though he wished to walk among them. As time progressed he saw more and more how the power seemed to shift from the wardens to the inmates- if the wardens ever had any power to begin with. His own had seemed quite reasonable, if not a bit prudish- very prudish in point of fact. There seemed to be no ill will though, and that made the desire to taunt him decrease. The fact that he did not immediately come to him after the flood with lectures of guilt and doom won some respect for him, and his advice to meet "like minded others" had seemed genuine enough.
It was with that advice that he had asked once more if the Marquis wished to have company; perhaps he had been through something similar to this. John had not volunteered for servitude, but he had considered giving blood- only for a moment. With the way things were going on this ship, how could that even be trusted?
When John arrived at the door he knocked firmly and announced himself, just in case the Marquis had changed his mind. He had heard some tales of the man, yet he too seemed to remain silent in his room; perhaps he too was disturbed by the events of late. "Marquis, I am come to visit as I said I would, I hope it is convenient for you still," he said in hopes that he could even be heard. If not, he would leave the man to his peace; who was to say that peace was not what he wanted anyway?
WHERE: The Marquis' residence
WHEN: Well after he had inquired about a visit; he'd remained silent and observed long enough (which really means that rl has slowed down and I can get caught up)
People were losing their minds it seemed, and he really didn't feel as though he wished to walk among them. As time progressed he saw more and more how the power seemed to shift from the wardens to the inmates- if the wardens ever had any power to begin with. His own had seemed quite reasonable, if not a bit prudish- very prudish in point of fact. There seemed to be no ill will though, and that made the desire to taunt him decrease. The fact that he did not immediately come to him after the flood with lectures of guilt and doom won some respect for him, and his advice to meet "like minded others" had seemed genuine enough.
It was with that advice that he had asked once more if the Marquis wished to have company; perhaps he had been through something similar to this. John had not volunteered for servitude, but he had considered giving blood- only for a moment. With the way things were going on this ship, how could that even be trusted?
When John arrived at the door he knocked firmly and announced himself, just in case the Marquis had changed his mind. He had heard some tales of the man, yet he too seemed to remain silent in his room; perhaps he too was disturbed by the events of late. "Marquis, I am come to visit as I said I would, I hope it is convenient for you still," he said in hopes that he could even be heard. If not, he would leave the man to his peace; who was to say that peace was not what he wanted anyway?