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Myrobalan Shivana ([personal profile] faithlikeaseed) wrote in [personal profile] exequy 2017-12-31 11:15 am (UTC)

[It's only after the words are out of his mouth that Myr realizes exactly what it is he's proposed, under exactly what conditions.

Start carrying around a secret or two that can't be told for the sake of a friend, for the sake of the Inquisition, and suddenly you're eager to pick up more; no matter the justice of the thing argues it be done openly so the knowledge can't be suppressed. When did you develop a taste for skullduggery?

(He'd had some hand in what happened to Casimir. Justice also dictates he set that to rights. Whatever "to rights" was.)

He hardly notices how long the pause stretches on, thinking about that and rolling his sending crystal between his fingers uneasily.
]

No. He-- [A brief hesitation as he refers to the memory of the conversation; ground floor, sunburst brand, there,] said the spirit of Justice that possessed him came to the forefront and the Tranquil he knew was himself again for three minutes, or four.

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