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[der_umgekehrte]

I'm the Lord High President Rassilon's new warden. Think I need to talk to you about a few questions of protocol and inter-barge politic.

[OOC: Backdated to before Fairytale Port. All the slowtime. :(]

Comments

[rass_bestie]

First of all, don't talk like that. Your knowledge of bureaucratic double-speak isn't impressive and gets in the way, particularly given that it isn't your normal mode of speech, it smacks of pandering, which will be flagged as disrespect.

Secondly, don't treat Rassilon like a spoiled brat. He is not a spoiled brat, he's a scared, terrified brat. [Still a brat though, can't deny that.] He screams and shouts because he's frightened, not because he's used to getting his way. He's really not used to getting his way, he's used being attacked. Your refusal to not listen to him was interpreted as such.

If you're going to keep treating him like that, then you might as well ask the Admiral for a repairing as you'll be wasting your time and he won't come to you for anything which will put me in the position as 'warden' and [His tone comes off desperate] I can't, I just can't. I... he'll hurt someone... again... [He cuts himself off.]

We may be Time Lords. But we're still people. Learn that before speaking to him again.

[Pause.] Hello.

[der_umgekehrte]

[Oh by all the random deities he doesn't believe in. Are they all like this when they hit a certain rank or is it sexually transmitted.

There's a long, disgusted silence.

Then, with brutal honesty.]

This is my native language or close to it. I've been in Fleet since I was 18. This is how they break us in to speak. Yes officer, no your excellency, at the autocrat's pleasure. I'll call him the rank he's comfortable being called because that's my style and nature. I'll be an ass in bureaucrat to him because it's the only way you can talk back, some ships, and all the long words distract you from being angry. Think you'll agree I need to never be angry back at him. But if you'd like me to speak in my rusty mother tongue, pardon me, near thirty yearssince I used it. My accent may be off.

[He is not angry but frustrated and still almost batteringly frank.]

You condescending jackass. You can drop whatever pre-notions you've got about my 'normal mode of speech' and drop them now. This is my job. My job is to help him. I want to help

[rass_bestie]

No, you're assuming. I've not mentioned what people you've accompanied, I'm talking about how you've acted here. There were no 'sirs' or 'madams' to anyone else, but the moment you talk to him you start pretending that you're here to be his servant, his security, when you're here as his warden. That's disingenuous, and accusing him of being spoiled, is just going to get his back up. And there's plenty of time to get his back up. The initial introduction is not the time to do that!

He's had a servant that talked back to him, and you consider what Rose had to put up with as abuse, then you have no idea what he did to him.

I'm not asking you to base your relationship on yielding to him, I can do that! Well, no, I can't, but... Yielding to him is the last I'm asking of you.

You don't want to act like a servant? THEN DON'T. Particular not that servant.

I don't want you to die. He came to me, because he wanted to kill you. Because he's convinced himself that you're here to break him. He won't come to you unless you convince him

[der_umgekehrte]

This is Stildyne's 'really?' face