"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
He glanced at him. "You think you can insult me that way?" He drew himself up to his full height. "Royal scholar or not, I won't tolerate such treatment!'
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Kivvien glanced up from his work to observe him, then returned his attention to the sample in front of him. "Do focus on your work, please. These chemicals require care and attention."
"This is my house," he snapped. "I'll not be ordered around and insulted. Treat me with some respect and I'll do the same for you!"
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
He gave him another glare, then turned back to the experiment as well.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Hieronymus had lowered his prosthetics to a crouch while they worked and was dozing.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Laurean was having an increasingly hard time working, until eventually he grunted and stalked away from the worktable. "It's too dark to get anything done," he complained. "My eyes aren't what they used to be!"
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
"Then go to bed." Kivvien had already begun cleaning up. He wholely expected to sleep with his cart tonight. There was no way he was going into town to be seen and questioned by the townsfolk.
"Would you like accommodations?" he asked. "The tower room is open. Or I could have the homunculus clear a space for you."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
He dipped his head and fumbled in his pockets, producing a rusted key. "I believe there's still a cot up there. You'll need to shift some books around."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
