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[RP] For the Greater Good
Frenchfry:
Chernobog chortled slightly. He removed his helmet, letting it hang near the base of his neck by its straps. He took a cigar, lighting it with a flame procured from a zippo lighter build into the middle finger of his armor.
"You've got nerve, profligate, I'll give you that."
Chernobog bit down on the cigar, not yet taking a puff.
Hank:
Bastion starts speaking once more, after taking a long pause to breath.
"You bombed a building...for a childish reason."
Frenchfry:
Chernobog took the cigar out of his mouth, shaking his head.
"Was it childish, Profligate? Is it childish to take action when all is taken from you unjustly? When you've been denied your rightful place atop the chain of command? Muslims, Christians, Jews, Hindus Buddhists, we've all been done a common wrong. Theft, Profligate. From us has been taken all the power we once had over the common people - profligates, such as yourself. And it has been taken from us by none other than the very puppets we once used for that control."
He crouched down, about eye level with the stranger.
"Is it childish... to be in the right?"
Silver:
The door behind Chernobog swings open, and Miles can be seen leaning on the doorframe, with a glass of scotch in hand.
"Chernobog, get the hell out of here. I don't need people thinking that this bar is a place to LARP when they're not trying to pick up girls in a victorian dialect."
He waves his hands in a 'shoo' motion.
"And that goes for the rest of you too. We're CLOSED"
Turning around, he slams the door but with the lock broken, it drifts open slightly with a creak.
Frenchfry:
Chernobog stood up, placing his helmet back securely on his head.
"We are not attacking anyone, Profligate. We are merely defending what is ours."
He turned from the stranger, walking away.
"Thanks for the cigar, though."
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