✖VIII ✖

[glacialis]

I'm hardly surprised that people would be fooled by this pretense of generosity. But I assure you, you're not getting away with playing us for idiots.

And you. I was only silent because of Burn, but I'll make you regret what you've attempted. Face me before I find your mindwaves myself and plunge you into a living nightmare.

[ All of you... are

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[reaping_havoc]

..Sure thing, Keith.

Are you all right?

[glacialis]

I've been better. Any word on what these newcomers actually are? They're not reading as humans.

[reaping_havoc]

No word yet. People are saying they're aliens, but who the hell isn't an alien in this place?

[glacialis]

People are growing far too soft if they can believe such easy promises. It's ridiculous. Where are you now?

[justawitch]

I would truly rather you not.

[glacialis]

Don't tell me what to do or you'll be next.

[justawitch]

You don't want into my mind.

Mao is my responsibility, and I'd rather you not upset him.

[glacialis]

Don't be too sure. And Emilio is my responsibility where your Mao has upset him. An eye for eye, I say. Face the consequences or die with him.

[one_of_heaven]

You. I remember you. Whining, for later - there's a use for you now.

[ooc: sorry, sorry ;.; Army!Rosiel is... even less diplomatic than usual. ._.b]

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[glacialis]

... The Angel.

[glacialis]

What do you want?

[ooc; If it involves blowing off heads, please head right this way... ]

[one_of_heaven]

The... angel?

After a particularly fallen fashion, perhaps.

You've a way of thoughts, word and vague recollection have it?

[lyra_of_dust]

Unfortunately. These 'stewards' remind me of the Gobblers, how they act nice and authoritative and don't really tell you anything, just make promises and ask you to come with 'em. And they say adults are harder to fool than kids. They might even think what they're doing is right or justified, but that doesn't change anything.

[glacialis]

Gobblers, Lyra? Hn. They're idiots for falling into that lure so easily.

[lyra_of_dust]

The General Obliation Board. Mrs. Coulter's gang. They kidnapped poorer kids-lured, really, that woman can be charming and convincing when she needs to be, she had me fooled for weeks-and took them up to the North, to Bolvangar. Then they-they cut their daemons away- not that they let any of the kids know that. You're not from my world... so I won't try to explain how disgusting and evil that is to us. But the Magisterium authorized it, since it was all for the sake of ending original sin. I'm glad I burned that place down.

People believe things because they want them to be true. Or maybe they just come from worlds where secretive and condescending authority figures can actually be trusted.

[glacialis]

Then either someone needs to tell them what they're heading towards is their own destruction or they need to stop complaining and questioning and protect themselves. When you're aware of the evils you're about to face, it's pointless to rant when you're going to do what you want anyway.

Do or die. It's the way things are.

[glacialis]

This City has never provided anything in a positive light, it's foolish to think that this would play to the advantage of the inhabitants.

Those creatures aren't taking them anywhere.

[glacialis]

That makes the two of us. My own world is a place I would wish an enemy to.