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[swordofthenorth]

[ You feel it, don't you? ]

[ Well before the thunderous howl of collapsing stone and screaming glass fills your ears, streaming in from the Forge, well before the fine, powdery traces of dust can fill your nostrils should you be so unfortunate to be that close, you will feel it...a power so immense it is a force all its own. Oppressive, it grows

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[impossibly]

[o hey you're getting a crazy person response, sorry. she mightn't even realize she's being recorded..]

I can't- can't- there's no more room in here! Swallow the world and it wouldn't be enough. No-one has that entitlement, when even ants can move sand dunes grain by grain. He'll step on us all, he'll step on us all, all all all all.

Voice

[swordofthenorth]

[ It comes hours later, his reply, in a tone distinctly softer than that which was used in the post. ]

What ant possesses the presence of mind to pull off such a feat, however?

Voice

[impossibly]

One ant, and his fellows, and their children, and their children's children. Two, three, five, eight, thirteen, twenty-one, thirty-four, fifty-five, eighty-nine...

Voice

[swordofthenorth]

It is an illusion to perceive strength in numbers...if the numbers themselves are weak.

[ A beat. ]

Do you have a name, dear?

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[regionseizer]

[ grooooooan

that sounded like social darwinism, dude. NOT COOL.

also, gross. ]

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[swordofthenorth]

Hm...?

Voice

[infidus]

[Really Isley? Really? It would be rude of him to say what he's thinking, which largely amounts to "My my, what an unnecessary display of power. That's the sort of thing one does when they're compensating for deficiencies!" so instead, he sips his tea and tries not to smirk too much when he turns on audio.]

Well, now. That was certainly dramatic of you.

[Always acting out. Tch.]

Voice

[swordofthenorth]

It didn't liven things up nearly enough.

[ Disappointment? Maybe. ]

Voice

[infidus]

Yes, that's to be expected. It would be rather surprising if the building put up an interesting show of resistance.

[The soft scratching sound of a finger dragging along the edge of the Forge.]

Is there any particular reason for your display, or are you simply feeling restless?

Voice

[swordofthenorth]

Wouldn't restlessness in itself be a reason particular enough?

voice

[justasimple]

[clack.

clack.

clack.]

...Ho?

voice

[swordofthenorth]

Medicine Seller. So good to hear from you again.

voice

[justasimple]

But... of... course.

[Oh, Isley, you've become such good entertainment!] "To shape the world", you say?

voice

[swordofthenorth]

I did say that, didn't I?

[ Whoever said it wasn't in good taste to answer a question with a question must have been incapable of appreciating the absolute joy that it is to do so. ]

[clawofsin]

The hell--

[...goddammit. God. Dammit.]

[The worst part is he knows that room, and he doesn't sound at all happy about this revelation.]

Ah, you gotta be fuckin' kidding me. You are so full of shit, man.

[...he also sounds like he's about to go do something about it.]

[swordofthenorth]

Senji.

You don't know me well enough to make those accusations, despite what you may have heard.

But you're entitled to your misguided opinions.

Your ignorance is of no consequence to me, after all.

[clawofsin]

Really? 'Cause from here you look like just about as much of a dangerous asshole as I expected... despite what I heard. I just thought Priscilla had your leash kept a little tighter than this.

[Oh the venom. Maybe later he'll realize this isn't such a good idea.]

Speakin' of-- where is she.

[swordofthenorth]

She has never been my keeper, as I am not hers.

I haven't the faintest idea where she's gotten off to...and even if I did, you wouldn't be among those I felt obligated to tell.