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[bluediligence]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon
Where: Anywhere

[ If the morning's trial hadn't been miserable enough … ]

[ Now it's raining! And it's still so foggy you can barely see your own feet. ]

Comments

[voreaciously]

It is a lot of work...[almost sounds like she knows what she's talking about, but she adds smoothly.]

then don't run a dull place, Assistant.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He refuses to be baited! ]

It's not a matter of the place being dull, it's the realities of keeping it running smoothly, O Evil Overlord. It seems like something much better suited to someone who enjoys hard work.

Like... you!

[voreaciously]

As if you would not do your best to do just that and enjoy it if you had to compete against someone.

[bad_crowmance]

I think you underestimate how much I don't want that kind of responsibility.

[voreaciously]

[She raises her hand in a conciliatory gesture.]

Perhaps, I do.

[She says it lightly.



She has an idea.]

[bad_crowmance]

I still think you'd do a great job, though.

[voreaciously]

No...that is very much beyond me.

[She sounds a little distant, perhaps even...slightly melancholy.

Before she perks up and anything of that tone is gone.]

That is to say, you have to be rather competently social and charismatic to hold any seat of government. [She spins her naginata idly.] I am a disaster.

[She is, at least (she thinks) self-aware in this respect.]

The matter of your perfection is grossly up for debate, however, you can be charming. Occasionally.