What happened with that petty rebellion shouldn't have gone as far as it did. You should have known about it beforehand. Imagine the embarrassment you might have saved yourself if you had someone reporting to you from the inside. Someone, perhaps, already trusted by the inmates.
I owe them nothing, and they have nothing to offer me. My allegiance is more valuable than paltry companionship.
[He leans back, folding his hands in his lap.]
I assume you're familiar with my particular talents. My expertise far exceeds the lazy thing you imprisoned. It should be more than enough to compensate for my release.
I propose a more liberal flow of information. I am privy to places your demons cannot reach. I can provide intelligence on discussions had among the most troublesome blips of resistance. I'd imagine they'll be just bursting to speak with the pariah left imprisoned while the rest of them went free.
One plan fails and they'll turn on each other. The unity will splinter off into suspicion of one another.
You haven't mistaken me for him, have you? Surely someone as all seeing as you lot claim to be can tell the difference. I imagine it's something romanticized. A soul split in twain?
[ his head tilts, and the tone of his voice slips into something lighter. ]
"And the Lord God created Adam from dust of the ground, and breathed upon his face the breath of lives, and it became in Adam a Discoursing Spirit." Commonly mistranslated from the original. Tends to miss the part about 'discourse'.
To put it simply, [ he says after he's already carried on ] your quarrel is not with me. My goals are not his goals. And I care nothing about that whinging idiot and his insipid companions.
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You would offer your services then?
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[He leans back, folding his hands in his lap.]
I assume you're familiar with my particular talents. My expertise far exceeds the lazy thing you imprisoned. It should be more than enough to compensate for my release.
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[He tilts his head curiously.]
I'm always perfectly happy to work with sinners who aren't imbeciles. Ones who see... the benefit in contributing.
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One plan fails and they'll turn on each other. The unity will splinter off into suspicion of one another.
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[Not that Barbas minds especially, but mortals tend to care more than demons do.]
It isn't a bad plan.
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You haven't mistaken me for him, have you? Surely someone as all seeing as you lot claim to be can tell the difference. I imagine it's something romanticized. A soul split in twain?
[ his head tilts, and the tone of his voice slips into something lighter. ]
"And the Lord God created Adam from dust of the ground, and breathed upon his face the breath of lives, and it became in Adam a Discoursing Spirit." Commonly mistranslated from the original. Tends to miss the part about 'discourse'.
To put it simply, [ he says after he's already carried on ] your quarrel is not with me. My goals are not his goals. And I care nothing about that whinging idiot and his insipid companions.