Post by purrfection on Jan 5, 2008 23:52:48 GMT -6
As it turns out, evil plotting requires some large percentage of higher brain functioning. Ros was evil, and she had a plot, and she also had a brain. To her knowledge it was functioning (this may or may not be a loop seeing as it requires brain functioning to know stuff).
Anyway, Ros felt that things were going way too slowly. She'd been waiting around for practically her entire life to have control over someone as mind-bogglingly intelligent as she was, someone who had power, someone who had INFO. And Darius was pretty much just standing there like a nincompoop. How nincompoopish. This nincompoopery had to end!
"Sorry. Hey... I didn't mean to. Honest. Your hand just...Your hand felt so good there..."
Darius looked right at Ros and did a serious of weird facial movements which she could not identify. He really ought to take something for those muscle spasms. She couldn't have her main man going out on important assignments with his body twitching like a dying hippogriff. But Darius's serious medical condition disappeared just as soon as it had shown itself when he looked at Brigitta.
"Darius.... What's going on here?"
If Darius hadn't led Corwin into that dank, dark, and drippy barred cell right then, Ros might have had to do something really terrible like... well, like nothing. Luckily for everyone, he pushed Brigitta in and even went so far as to whisper a death threat in her ear.
Good.
Fear was always a good weapon.
Ros walked a few steps to the side so she was lined up with Corwin and could see her face better. Then she looked at Darius with a 'What're you waiting for, doofus? Ask her questions!' expression.
Anyway, Ros felt that things were going way too slowly. She'd been waiting around for practically her entire life to have control over someone as mind-bogglingly intelligent as she was, someone who had power, someone who had INFO. And Darius was pretty much just standing there like a nincompoop. How nincompoopish. This nincompoopery had to end!
"Sorry. Hey... I didn't mean to. Honest. Your hand just...Your hand felt so good there..."
Darius looked right at Ros and did a serious of weird facial movements which she could not identify. He really ought to take something for those muscle spasms. She couldn't have her main man going out on important assignments with his body twitching like a dying hippogriff. But Darius's serious medical condition disappeared just as soon as it had shown itself when he looked at Brigitta.
"Darius.... What's going on here?"
If Darius hadn't led Corwin into that dank, dark, and drippy barred cell right then, Ros might have had to do something really terrible like... well, like nothing. Luckily for everyone, he pushed Brigitta in and even went so far as to whisper a death threat in her ear.
Good.
Fear was always a good weapon.
Ros walked a few steps to the side so she was lined up with Corwin and could see her face better. Then she looked at Darius with a 'What're you waiting for, doofus? Ask her questions!' expression.