1. The tadpole just subjected me to a vision of you squatting and defecating in the helmet of a Steel Watcher. Care to explain what happened last night?
2. It was rather like watching a raccoon wash fairy floss. The effort was valiant and one which I could appreciate, but tragically doomed.
3. It's Wintershield, I am not explaining what a virgin is.
4. It was I who ripped the door from its frame last night. I only just remembered.
oh, right. you're oathbound, so even joking about something like that could get you in trouble, huh?
come on now, don't be so hard on yourself; it wasn't that bad. you just channeled some divine strength in the more physical sense! kinda like when the wizard has a surge of strength out of nowhere because of the weave!
Your understanding is refreshing, Aerith. I am happy to call one with such compassion as yours my friend.
[ yeah that's what it is, tolerance and compassion and understanding ]
But the matter of my accountability remains, I fear. Mine is a high and heavy standard, and it must be upheld. I cannot be, as you characterize it, channeling my divine strength whenever I please.
Tragically, I did not anticipate that I might have to plan for [ and get ready to learn more of the Queen's English ] de-escalation. I'd thought it all quite too straight-forward to require contingency.
Really. The whole thing could have been solved with a simple conversation.
And I did not think that I had to clarify that this is not an acceptable conclusion to arrive to simply because it spares the captives lost the Legion's sadism.
When I gave my judgment of the day's events, I had thought that you'd tried to do what was right. I see now that I acted in haste - to speak and to trust, both.
[ well stand by while he gets a bucket and a mop to clean up your doodoo feces why dont you ]
Our priorities must lie with the surviving captives, and with delivering them from their bonds. I will allow no further casualties. Enough who could have been saved have already died.
No doubt, today's combat agitated their captors. This ought to lead to one of two outcomes; they will either travel more carefully, or more aggressively. I think we may reach our first agreement of this excursion as to which is more likely.
Thus, our chances at diplomacy are rapidly diminished. I think it ought not be totally shelved yet, but we stand a stark chance of greater failure. We may yet work some sort of trickery, but I fear we now lack the time to plan such a thing. It is my belief that our best chances lie in some sort of stealth operation, that we may extricate the remaining captives in the night. We can at least make efforts to ensure their collective safety this way before a firefight breaks out.
Whatever our plan, we must proceed quickly and carefully. The Fiends are unpredictable and just as likely to sell the remaining captives as they are kill them themselves.
But Christ alive, he hates taking jobs from the Brotherhood. Unfortunately, the pay is too good, and he wouldn't have much of a reputation as bounty hunter if he didn't abide by contracts.
It's also worth it to fuck over the Legion. Of all the factions he's seen come and go since humanity started trying to scrape society back together, few were as goddamn vile as they were delusional.
Diplomacy, though, with fiends? With as far gone as some of them could get, you'd be better off trying to bargain with a pissed off yao guai.]
Fiends don't know how to be careful, and at night they just get bored. Your best shot at gettin those poor bastards out is hopin whatever chems these fiends got on 'em make 'em even dumber.
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2. It was rather like watching a raccoon wash fairy floss. The effort was valiant and one which I could appreciate, but tragically doomed.
3. It's Wintershield, I am not explaining what a virgin is.
4. It was I who ripped the door from its frame last night. I only just remembered.
5. ( or text him! info/permissions apply )
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Shameful though it may be, the innkeeper will know all that I know.
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come on now, don't be so hard on yourself; it wasn't that bad.
you just channeled some divine strength in the more physical sense!
kinda like when the wizard has a surge of strength out of nowhere because of the weave!
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[ yeah that's what it is, tolerance and compassion and understanding ]
But the matter of my accountability remains, I fear. Mine is a high and heavy standard, and it must be upheld. I cannot be, as you characterize it, channeling my divine strength whenever I please.
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[ uhh ]
something that I've not had to explain before.
It is a confectionery. Quite soft and cloud-like. Thoroughly too sweet for my palate, but you know. Popular amongst the children.
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[Something he hasn't thought about in at least a few decades. Or a raccoon, for that matter.
It stokes the barest craving for either on a stick.]
Regardless, how do you plan to un-fuck the situation?
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Really. The whole thing could have been solved with a simple conversation.
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We shall never know, shall we? Now that lives and chances both are good and dashed.
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When I gave my judgment of the day's events, I had thought that you'd tried to do what was right. I see now that I acted in haste - to speak and to trust, both.
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You still ain't answerin me. How do you plan to un-fuck the situation?
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Our priorities must lie with the surviving captives, and with delivering them from their bonds. I will allow no further casualties. Enough who could have been saved have already died.
No doubt, today's combat agitated their captors. This ought to lead to one of two outcomes; they will either travel more carefully, or more aggressively. I think we may reach our first agreement of this excursion as to which is more likely.
Thus, our chances at diplomacy are rapidly diminished. I think it ought not be totally shelved yet, but we stand a stark chance of greater failure. We may yet work some sort of trickery, but I fear we now lack the time to plan such a thing. It is my belief that our best chances lie in some sort of stealth operation, that we may extricate the remaining captives in the night. We can at least make efforts to ensure their collective safety this way before a firefight breaks out.
Whatever our plan, we must proceed quickly and carefully. The Fiends are unpredictable and just as likely to sell the remaining captives as they are kill them themselves.
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But Christ alive, he hates taking jobs from the Brotherhood. Unfortunately, the pay is too good, and he wouldn't have much of a reputation as bounty hunter if he didn't abide by contracts.
It's also worth it to fuck over the Legion. Of all the factions he's seen come and go since humanity started trying to scrape society back together, few were as goddamn vile as they were delusional.
Diplomacy, though, with fiends? With as far gone as some of them could get, you'd be better off trying to bargain with a pissed off yao guai.]
Fiends don't know how to be careful, and at night they just get bored. Your best shot at gettin those poor bastards out is hopin whatever chems these fiends got on 'em make 'em even dumber.
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