008 SPAM LIST TWO/VIDEO
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deadliestviper
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[The cell was spartan in its trappings, the whole room nothing but cold metal and hard surfaces. It was small, too, hardly large enough to pace from one end to the other, and offered a distinct lack of privacy due to the row of bars separating Beatrix from the rest of the cellblock. It was tedious, cramped, awkward, but on the whole, tolerable. Worse things could have happened, she knew that well. In terms of punishment, a week of solitude below decks was a remarkably light one for a murder.
Murder. When Sarah had described the killing that way Beatrix had bristled a little at the use of the word (as she saw it, killing Cato had been the natural reaction to his attack) but didn't protest it. Slight inaccuracy aside, murder was what she did.
She supposed she should feel some guilt for that.
The guilt didn't come, however. Instead, B only felt a mixture of mundane emotions: exhaustion from the flood, annoyance at her captivity, and a quiet, hidden satisfaction at a job well done.
Zero, she thought, was not having quite the intended effect on her.]
[Video – current]
Guess who's a free woman.
[At this point, there's little else to say. A fairly empty smile crosses B's face before she turns the feed off.]
[OOC: Joint post for Zero and for the Pants on Fire flood!]
[The cell was spartan in its trappings, the whole room nothing but cold metal and hard surfaces. It was small, too, hardly large enough to pace from one end to the other, and offered a distinct lack of privacy due to the row of bars separating Beatrix from the rest of the cellblock. It was tedious, cramped, awkward, but on the whole, tolerable. Worse things could have happened, she knew that well. In terms of punishment, a week of solitude below decks was a remarkably light one for a murder.
Murder. When Sarah had described the killing that way Beatrix had bristled a little at the use of the word (as she saw it, killing Cato had been the natural reaction to his attack) but didn't protest it. Slight inaccuracy aside, murder was what she did.
She supposed she should feel some guilt for that.
The guilt didn't come, however. Instead, B only felt a mixture of mundane emotions: exhaustion from the flood, annoyance at her captivity, and a quiet, hidden satisfaction at a job well done.
Zero, she thought, was not having quite the intended effect on her.]
[Video – current]
Guess who's a free woman.
[At this point, there's little else to say. A fairly empty smile crosses B's face before she turns the feed off.]
[OOC: Joint post for Zero and for the Pants on Fire flood!]
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Date: 2012-10-02 05:18 pm (UTC)Leaning forward to study the map, mouthing some of the surroundings areas silently, Arya nods.]
They were too proud to serve. [She's familiar with that.]
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Date: 2012-10-03 01:57 am (UTC)Too proud to serve, too eager to share in Rome's glory. When a general came back victorious they gave him a hero's welcome, you know. The city would declare a holiday, the soldiers would march the spoils of war and the captive enemies through the street, the emperor arranged for games and entertainment, and the general would ride in a golden chariot with a slave standing behind him, repeating "memento mori".
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Date: 2012-10-12 07:36 pm (UTC)