!uGYNBMPzOs 04/20/11(Wed)03:47 No.14654525|
You nod to the assembled commanders, their aids and captains, and salute, signalling the meetings end. Once the gatehouse is all but empty Sansa walks up to you, hald smiling, half looking guilty. "I, I borrowed the recording arcana we confiscated from the cult commander, and..."
She hands you the item, being careful to not activate it in the wrong way. you set it to play back what is recorded within.
"Give your commander my thanks for his aid, and advice." the resigned voice of Quintus Seventus announces.
"You sound unwell, High Commander, are you certain you should be commanding from the wall as you are?" Sansas voice asks, concern in it.
"Sick, perhaps an illness of the soul girl. I know what I deserve." he replies, his voice tired.
"A fine commander such as yourself, perhaps a comfortable retirement in the south." Sansa answers, her voice sounding sincere to all but those who know her best.
"You know my sins girl, no need to play nice. I just hope one of the dogs out there is man enough to spare me what I truly deserve." Seventus spits at her.
Her voice still innocent, unknowing, almost repentant Sansa replies with "Sins, certainly you aren't feeling guilt over having killed so many Uurlanthi men, or something else foolish like that."
"No damnit, stop playing stupid and acting so nice bitch!!" Seventus half shouts "I'm trying to to fucking apologize for killing your brother and ruining your life, now stop acting like I'm the saint half the damned legion still thinks I am and show the right fucking emotions!!" Seventus half shouts, half whispers back at her, pain and regret dripping from his voice.
"But, my brother died for Degnar, and in a foolish-"