Tag: Politics
MALDIK: You … you just love seeing me … fail. You’d … just … Gah! No one ever really gives shit for a shoenail about me, they never did. They … they just push me around, they tell me what to do, how to live, how to act, what to say, who I’m gonna marry … everything. And then … and … you just - you always have to be a bitch! Every time - every time! And when I’m dead you’ll … you’ll just say “I told you so” in some nasty way that … that … what the fuck, Mother.
YANORA: (sigh) Yes. Yes, I can readily understand how I give that impression. Would you … like to hear what I can say about it, or is this just you venting at me about what an awful person I am? Because I could just sit here and take the abuse wordlessy for awhile, as a treat for you. I didn’t give you anything for your birthday this year, after all.
MALDIK: What can you say? What can you say about yourself, what lies are you going to tell me? That you love me? That’s a lot of balls. You’re cold as … as … as the coldest cold thing anyone ever heard of in the history of … cold things.
PAUSE
MALDIK: Well?!
YANORA: So you do want me to say something?
MALDIK: Yes! No - I … Fuck it, I don’t care. Let’s hear some of your horseshit, why not.
BETHELA: Your Grace - someone coming.
YANORA: Must go now. Lovely chatting. Tat-ta!
YANORA: Good evening, dear. Come to stick pins in Mother again?
MALDIK: Get me a drink.
BETHELA: Yes, your Highness.
YANORA: Yes, Bethela, I’ll have one, too. Forgive me, Maldik, you’ve caught us a bit unprepared for company this evening, else I’d offer you something better than the dreadful wine they serve in this place. I’ve complained to the innkeeper, but nothing is ever done about it.
PAUSE
YANORA: Not in a talkative mood, tonight, lamb?
MALDIK: You’re … you’re just loving it, aren’t you?
YANORA: You’ll have to be a bit more specific, darling.
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MALDIK: ...
MALDIK: ...
MALDIK: Hmmm...
MALDIK: Let me in.
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MALDIK: Ahh … did you … ?
ANINA: You need to ask? Of course.
MALDIK: Okay, then. That’s good.
ANINA: I look forward to our wedding day, my love. And our wedding night.
MALDIK: Right. That’ll be great.
Pause
MALDIK: Anyway, this was … uh … wonderful.
ANINA: Oh, for me as well.
MALDIK: So - ah - have to go. Things to do. You know - royal responsibilities, being regent and all.
ANINA: I understand. Until next time.
MALDIK: Right.
ANINA: Chala?!
CHALA: Yes, my lady?
ANINA: Draw me a bath. I’m going to at least try to feel clean again.
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“TULA”: Oh, yes! Ohhh, it’s so big! I …
MALDIK: Oh, my love … I’m trying to be gentle. I wouldn’t ever … want … to hurt you …
“TULA”: Never mind! Harder! DO IT! I want it all! Oh Gods! I can feel it in my NECK!! Oh!
ANINA: Oh yes. Yes. So good!
IPOLA: But seriously - only use it when it’s vital you send the message instantly. There’s so much we still don’t know about these rings. Whether the enemy can detect them, for instance, or if there is a limit to how much energy is in them - everything we find out just raises more questions.
ZONN: I understand. And you’re leaving tomorrow.
IPOLA: Yes.
ZONN: Let’s make good use of the time, then.
IPOLA: Zonn …
ZONN: Mm?
IPOLA: Zonn, there’s still so much to discuss, to plan … to … arrange …
ZONN: Of course. Hours until noon. We’ll talk about it over breakfast.
IPOLA: It’s just … we … I … oh, Goddess, I wish I didn’t love you so much …
ZONN: So inconvenient.
IPOLA: Terribly …
JEEVIK: Good morning, my l -
JEEVIK: Ah.
JEEVIK: Very good. I’ll keep the breakfast warm for awhile, then.
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ZONN: Is this real?
IPOLA: Hello, Yanora. Yes, Zonn, it’s real. We found a cache of these in the Tower of The Moon after the war. I give them to important people I really need to keep in touch with.
YANORA: Like me. Hello, Zonn. For a man who’s been dead for twenty-five years, you look very good.
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ZONN: Yanora. You look … lovely, as ever.
YANORA: Flattery, from Zonn The Wanderer? You’ve gone soft while you’ve been away.
ZONN: I’m not one of your Kivalian dandies but I call it as I see it.
YANORA: Part of what I always found so charming about you.
YANORA: So - another piece on our side of the Tuntach board, Ipola?
IPOLA: Yes. We still have to work out how to bring them to the game, but that is just a problem, and I already have ideas about solutions.
VOICE: Your Grace - someone coming.
YANORA: Must go now. Lovely chatting. Tat-ta!
ZONN: That’s … handy.
IPOLA: I still prefer to use the birds for most things, but this is instant.
ZONN: I can definitely see the advantages. So I will be able to see you, then.
IPOLA: Yes, when it’s important.
ZONN: What if I just miss you, and want to see your beautiful face?
IPOLA: Well, that almost sounded like something from a Kivalian courtier.
ZONN: And you are right about one thing: With what’s at stake, we have no right to hold ourselves apart from the fight. I know the Urtts as well as you do. It wouldn’t end in Erogenia.
IPOLA: No - no, it wouldn’t. Have you spoken to Uissan?
ZONN: Yes. I understand that they look at the Urtts as … victims like themselves, in a way. But even he acknowledges that three thousand years later they’re as responsible for themselves as we are. But … well, they’re talking among themselves about it. We’ll see if they come up with something. Anyway. The answer you were looking for from me is - yes. If you call, I will come. Alone if necessary, but with all our strength if possible.
IPOLA: I have something for you, then. These are few and precious. We still have not figured out how to duplicate the magick in them, but I brought this one for you.
ZONN: What … what does it … do?
IPOLA: I’ll teach Chera and you together, to make sure that there’s always someone who knows how to use it. Watch:
YANORA: Yes, Ipola? Ohhhh … Well, well, well!
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ZONN: Ipola …
IPOLA: Wha … it’s morning already.
ZONN: Yes.
IPOLA: You look awful.
ZONN: Not surprised. It was a long meeting. A lot was said.
IPOLA: And?
ZONN: We are your subjects.
IPOLA: Ohh. Thank you, Zonn.
ZONN: It will be for a year at a time - just like all the other tribes.
IPOLA: Of course. This … this means a great deal to me.
ZONN: I know. It means a lot to us, too.
IPOLA: I’m so sorry for the way I tried to bully you. Cha na amanh.
ZONN: It’s balanced. Cha nethron.