Audience with Overlord Baal?
Who: Revya, Doctor B.T, Yojimbo.
What: Revya requested an audience
When: Late one evening.
Where: One of the many secret audience chambers in an unspecified tower.
Two men are standing near the center of an enormous audience chamber, immediately before an enormous throne with six far, far smaller seats flanking it on either side. Throughout the rest of the room are rows upon rows of seats facing the enormous throne; many of these seats are smashed or so dusty that it's obvious they have not been used in many years.
One of the men, in purple samurai gear, speaks to the other. "After what you had done last week to displease Sir McDood, do you really believe you should be the one participating in this audience, Doctor?"
The green-clad doctor rubs his chin and snickers. "Like I told him, it was all for the sake of much-needed experiment data. We've been waiting how long for someone to pass a bill to allow us to perform without suspicion? Remember, it was all for the sake of our Overlord. Besides," he waved at the samurai, as though dismissing any and all of his worries, "you are a bodyguard. You shouldn't be worrying about such things."
"A bodyguard I may be, but I am equal to you in standing as member of His Omnipotence's Dem--"
"Shh." The doctor cuts him off. "Don't be talking like that when we're expecting a guest. Stay quiet and do your job. I've been looking forward to seeing this specimen in person again."
What: Revya requested an audience
When: Late one evening.
Where: One of the many secret audience chambers in an unspecified tower.
Two men are standing near the center of an enormous audience chamber, immediately before an enormous throne with six far, far smaller seats flanking it on either side. Throughout the rest of the room are rows upon rows of seats facing the enormous throne; many of these seats are smashed or so dusty that it's obvious they have not been used in many years.
One of the men, in purple samurai gear, speaks to the other. "After what you had done last week to displease Sir McDood, do you really believe you should be the one participating in this audience, Doctor?"
The green-clad doctor rubs his chin and snickers. "Like I told him, it was all for the sake of much-needed experiment data. We've been waiting how long for someone to pass a bill to allow us to perform without suspicion? Remember, it was all for the sake of our Overlord. Besides," he waved at the samurai, as though dismissing any and all of his worries, "you are a bodyguard. You shouldn't be worrying about such things."
"A bodyguard I may be, but I am equal to you in standing as member of His Omnipotence's Dem--"
"Shh." The doctor cuts him off. "Don't be talking like that when we're expecting a guest. Stay quiet and do your job. I've been looking forward to seeing this specimen in person again."