exsilium | ☠ 002; [video]

[ Look who's showing his face again on the network after ducking his head throughout that entire undead affair! No worse for the wear, of course, seated upon a cushy armchair with a wine glass in hand, next to a roaring fire. Apparently some are living in the lap of luxury despite living in a world of utter dismay.

For some reason or another, Prestor is appearing even more pompous than usual, made even more evident in his snide tone once he opens his mouth. ]

What an unfortunate turn of events lately. It's such a pity the Initiative was not there to diligently protect us from a most unexpected undead apocalypse. [ You hear a faint I told you so, I told you so echo in your thoughts. The voice is chilling. ] That is why it is better to rely on one's own strength than that of the group, or at least one so large. Divide and conquer, you know. It's simple strategy. I see they have yet to implement this, though. You'd think they put more capable commanders in charge, but it's not my place to judge, now is it?

[ Prestor raises his glass to his audience, lips cracking into a grin. ]

But I am curious of your battles, your greatest triumphs, your most renowned accomplishments. After all, it's not bragging if it's true. And who doesn't love a little indulging of heroics?

Tell me of the moment you pride yourself most upon in your life. A moment of glory to lift ourselves from despair.

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There's more than one road to Lordaeron, dear. So long as we get there, what matter the means?

Edited 2012-12-25 04:17 (UTC)

The means matter a lot when the means might turn around and kick your ass after you throw them to the side.

I'd be careful what you say, if I were you, Prestor.

Worried on my account? That's sweet of you.

[she shrugs, a bit of a smug look on her face]

What can I say? You're not half as stupid as some of the people I've met here.

[ It's not a bad look for her... but it is more natural for him. ]

Doling out the highest of compliments today, I see. Many thanks for that observation.

[she just laughs]

You're welcome.

Has Exsilium been treating you well, otherwise? You seem capable enough on your own, but this place is still fraught with many dangers.

It's been alright, aside from that stupid asshole Arthas. [a huff] But hey, I even found myself some awesome roommates.

[ Prestor narrows his eyes on instinct upon mention of the name. He had deduced the Arthas he knew had some fall of grace from the network entries, as well his supposed hand behind the infestation, but... perhaps this called for a more thorough review. There was a missing piece here. Something he didn't know. Something blank.

What had caused this? Differing timelines truly were infuriating. ]

Did you converse with him at all, by chance?

Arthas? I try to make a point of not ever talking to him. I don't know if you noticed, but he's kind of crazy.

[says the girl who was friends with deathwing, but you know. we don't talk about that.]

[ Definitely from a point in the future, then. Which meant problems. Big ones. If Arthas showed his face to the network and exposed him, then...

Prestor tries to hide the fact that his shoulders are now incredibly tense. ]

A wise decision. Best not to draw that sort of attention from one so dangerous.

[unfortunately for you, buddy, this girl's got a sharp eye. she's not sure if it's something about the video, or not, but ...]

Something wrong?

[ No kidding. Well, he supposes it won't hurt to mention it, so... ]

We are from the same world, Arthas and I. I served his father, King Terenas. To hear of this news is—disturbing.

Oh, no kidding? I thought that place you were from sounded familiar ...

Well, uh, I don't know if you were fond of the guy or anything, but he's definitely not who he used to be.

Tales of heroes turning to wickedness are not uncommon in Azeroth, unfortunately.

[ Not that he'd know anything about that. ]

So I've heard.

[said with a tone that she knows a lot, there. about what, specifically, she doesn't elaborate ... but oh, she's heard some stories. some from you, in fact!]

Do you think he'll come looking for you?

He may. Or he may not. It depends on how occupied he is with running about causing mayhem. But I do suspect, one way or another...

[ His expression turns grim. ]

...we will cross paths soon enough.

[hmm ... :(]

Well, lay low, if you can. He's not exactly the kind of guy you want a confrontation with.

[ He'll brighten up some, if suspiciously quick. ]

Will I have you to protect me, my lady? I'm sure that would make me feel all the safer.

[that gets a bit of a good-natured eyeroll. what a ham ...]

You're not embarrassed by having a woman protect you?

I don't see why not, if said woman is so beautiful and so strong-willed.

[ Chaaaaaarmer. ]

Edited 2012-12-25 23:39 (UTC)

[amused]

Cute.

[ ...the muttered grumping over cute that follows may be somewhat familiar here. He'll never understand human women. Ever. ]

[ ... yes, actually, it is. and taking into account the flirting just now ...]

You said you were from Azeroth, weren't you? What about the tales from that place?

[ Anything to get him away from that particular conversation. ]

Yes, Azeroth... my home. It is a majestic world, one rife with magic and danger. Trolls, elves, dragons, goblins, deserts that span entire continents, oceans that will swallow you whole, drown you in terrible nightmares, an earth that lives and speaks, a place of wonder, for heroes to make their stand so that evil will triumph.

[ And I am going to destroy every last inch of it. ]

Even a lifetime wouldn't be enough to cover its sheer scope.

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