A victory is a victory however it may be won.
[ There is a momentary pause. It is long enough to allow listeners to begin contemplating, but not long enough to let their thoughts conclude. ]
Fools believe this, and only fools.
[ The camera pans across Anatole's skyline from a high vantage point, then toward Isley. His jaw is rigid, his mouth
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[Priscilla pulls a fox onto her lap, where she's sitting on his bed.]
Are you worried?
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[ A considerable amount has been weighing upon his mind, it's true. ]
I wouldn't go so far as to say that I'm worried...not exactly.
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[ Not to be confused with expecting. :|a ]
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[She smiles a little, and then glances up, toward the ceiling.]
Do you expect terrible things? Or good things?
I'm going to guess terrible things. Otherwise you wouldn't sound so serious.
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It's too early to tell yet whether that change will be positive or negative.
[ He feels fortune has been favoring him for too long, however. ]
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...are you on the roof?
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[ He likes better, too...but interesting even more. ]
Yes. I'm on the roof.
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[She looks up again, watching the ceiling as though she can see through the wood and stone, straight through to the sky. Or to him.]
...this roof?
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Yes, this roof. But I think...not for long.
[ He's watching the horizon again, debating where to from there. He feels restless. ]
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[She sets the fox aside, and leaves the Forge running, recording nothing long after she disappears from the screen...]
[And lands, silently, just a bit behind him.]
I didn't know you liked roofs, too.
...are you going somewhere?
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I think over time I've grown accustomed to the view rooftops provide.
[ Turning to greet her, he wears a smile that he doesn't wholeheartedly feel. ]
I had considered stretching my legs, but now you've come to join me. Is something troubling you, Priscilla?
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[She tips her head a little, watching him, and steps closer.]
...troubled? I thought I'd see if I can make you smile.
[...and then she lifts an eyebrow.]
Not like that.
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The rule of three...have you ever heard of it?
[ He doesn't wait for her to answer. Turning back toward the edge of the roof, he explains himself. ]
The good, the bad...everything perfect comes in threes.
You might even say Luciela, Riful, and myself are a part of that pattern.
[ His head bows, and his eyes close. ]
Rigaldo arrived...followed by Raki. Shortly afterward I stood the victor of this past war.
This is a good thing, yes?
[ His eyes open and stare far off into the distance. ]
But all good things come to an end.
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...were there three bads before the goods?
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