( His temper, they've oft told him, will be the end of him. He feels no better than a raging bull, shown a red, rusty flag. He must contain himself. He had thought... coming here, after taking a beating throughout his earlier assembly, he had thought this would be what propels him from ruin, and yet — )
But who in God's name accepts to be a courier, having no understanding of what he does, but instead having the entitlement to ask questions?
( ...this man. And likely, those who came with him. When Hawk drinks, it's to long, greedy gulps and no end to his frustration. Right. Right, there are apologies. He waves them. What good are they now? )
I don't envy your position. You seem to have been sent here as some sort of... sacrifice. No doubt, that fool Vane expects I'll take the toll of my anger on you, and not him. He's not wrong. I am tempted. ( But. ) Clearly, you didn't come to be on his ship of your own agreement, if you don't even know his purpose. Who are you? Stowaways? Refugees?
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( His temper, they've oft told him, will be the end of him. He feels no better than a raging bull, shown a red, rusty flag. He must contain himself. He had thought... coming here, after taking a beating throughout his earlier assembly, he had thought this would be what propels him from ruin, and yet — )
But who in God's name accepts to be a courier, having no understanding of what he does, but instead having the entitlement to ask questions?
( ...this man. And likely, those who came with him. When Hawk drinks, it's to long, greedy gulps and no end to his frustration. Right. Right, there are apologies. He waves them. What good are they now? )
I don't envy your position. You seem to have been sent here as some sort of... sacrifice. No doubt, that fool Vane expects I'll take the toll of my anger on you, and not him. He's not wrong. I am tempted. ( But. ) Clearly, you didn't come to be on his ship of your own agreement, if you don't even know his purpose. Who are you? Stowaways? Refugees?