collector: (ungarische rhapsodie no. 6)
the fuckface who holds time itself in his hands ([personal profile] collector) wrote in [community profile] shifted_logs 2010-07-08 02:57 am (UTC)

"Then that, I think, is a line of inquiry worth pursuing." Braxiatel's eyes flickered up to the Emperor's box, then down to the empty arena. Ave, Imperator, morituri te salutant. "I don't think I'll stay to watch the next match. Did he say all that, by the way?"

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