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ataraxion2014-07-17 08:02 pm
wentdowntogeorgia) wrote in ataraxion2014-07-17 08:02 pm
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001 | Good morning, Vietnam! | Video
[When the vid feed clicks on, there's a nice view of Lucifer's face, silhouetted by the raging fire in the lounge behind him. Never say that the Devil doesn't know how to put on a show.]
There's something that hasn't been sitting well with me, so let me see if I've got it all straight.
[His tone is light and conversational, and he taps his chin with one finger contemplatively.]
We were pulled here to the middle of nowhere, space against our will, heading towards destinations unknown with only the word of the captain that we'll be able to return from whence we came. They branded us like animals. Took things from us, in some cases.
[Like his own, for example. His Grace has been pared down like an overgrown tree until he could fit within the confines of an inferior vessel without burning through.
There is a muffled shout from somewhere behind him.]
Personally, I find this to be a little rude.
[Thanks for the input, Satan.]
I suppose there are a few ways to approach this sort of situation, but I'm not really one to work through passive means. Just a personal preference, of course, I've just always been disposed towards being more... direct. Really, in instances like these, I think it's important for all parties involved to communicate in a clear, succinct manner, so everyone understands each other.
[And, apparently, Satan's idea of a 'clear, succinct manner' is the liberal application of fire.]
Consider this my formal complaint.
[He cuts off the feed.]
There's something that hasn't been sitting well with me, so let me see if I've got it all straight.
[His tone is light and conversational, and he taps his chin with one finger contemplatively.]
We were pulled here to the middle of nowhere, space against our will, heading towards destinations unknown with only the word of the captain that we'll be able to return from whence we came. They branded us like animals. Took things from us, in some cases.
[Like his own, for example. His Grace has been pared down like an overgrown tree until he could fit within the confines of an inferior vessel without burning through.
There is a muffled shout from somewhere behind him.]
Personally, I find this to be a little rude.
[Thanks for the input, Satan.]
I suppose there are a few ways to approach this sort of situation, but I'm not really one to work through passive means. Just a personal preference, of course, I've just always been disposed towards being more... direct. Really, in instances like these, I think it's important for all parties involved to communicate in a clear, succinct manner, so everyone understands each other.
[And, apparently, Satan's idea of a 'clear, succinct manner' is the liberal application of fire.]
Consider this my formal complaint.
[He cuts off the feed.]