Iago

I always like the arrival of the newcomers. It's refreshing, really.

I wonder how long you will last.

[Private to Judas]

If you're moping, stop. We need to talk.

[Private to the Marquis]

Have you made any progress on getting me in the library?

Also...Major West. Is he gone for good?

Another flood to mark off the list. At least this one was less violent than others I've been a part of. I hesitate to wonder what comes next, but, I have to admit that I'm curious.

I had forgotten what it felt like to mark time by disasters. Deaths. Assaults. Floods. Ports. They all tell the time better than days do. After all, I do not remember October, but I do remember the mirrors.

Private to Judas

Your ring, love.

I have heard it once said that a mirror does not lie. That it reveals the best and the worst of a person, without judgment, without fail. Perhaps this is true in most cases. Perhaps in most worlds. But not here.

Yet another thing the Barge is not consistent on.

I hate this body.

( Private to the Marquis and Judas )

[Private to the Admiral]

My inmate, the Marquis de Sade, is to have all of his posting privileges returned to him.

[Private to West]

You do not trust me and I do not trust you. That, I can accept. However, I need help, and you seem the type to do so. This is not for me, but for someone else. An innocent in all of this.

He will die, or worse, if this continues.

[[Ooc: Well, after the Marquis frightened the HELL out of Iago, he's realizing that he cannot continue this. He's really fishing around...panicked...trying to get help for Judas. So...he contacted West, since he was the only one to CARE about JD's death.]]

Merry Christmas and thank you and all that.

Also, where did this carving come from? It is a wolf...and rather strange and out of place.

( Private to the Marquis )