collector: (op.77 II. devotion (Ab imo pectore))
the fuckface who holds time itself in his hands ([personal profile] collector) wrote in [community profile] luministi 2010-09-06 04:37 am (UTC)

All your good work, Sophie.

[And now that that's done and he can put his other tie into his pocket, he walks across to Verita. He isn't speaking in accusations. There's just a calm, gentle rationality running through him.]

Verita, we have been hurt. We have been drawn from our friends, from our homes. We have been attacked, and transformed, and robbed of our memories. We need to know what's really going on here.

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