High Law and Low Justice, Part 4

[Wilphe]

Dorothy Fingal

"I was in their way and they broke me. It seems that they were willing to destroy this ship and kill everyone on it. How much further do you think they will go? I lost my job for doing the right thing, and but for you I would have lost my life as well. I just want to live out the rest of my life in peace; is that too much to ask?"

 

[Tonguez]

Tomas has been busy trying to keep an eye on the patch-up job thats keeping the ship flying. The conversation washes over him, he knew he suspicion about Armand was right but how it all fits together is still a mystery.

ooc sorry had deadlines over the past 2 weeks so my time at Enworld has been sparse, got another 2 deadlines coming up so will not be seen often for a while yet

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle turns to Dorothy and says with deceptive mildness, "It is entirely possible they will hunt us all down so as to destroy any evidence of their treachery and misdeeds." She flashes a humorless smile. "But if things go well, it won't be so easy for them." She moves her attention back to Saanath.

 

[doghead]

Saanath, human male merchant.

Saanath listens to the responses to his little speach.

"Lord knows a little justice would be a beautiful thing. And if there is a chance to serve it to Nels-Whatsists, I'm in. But I will take a small victory over a heroic failure. If being able to live out the rest of lives in peace is the best we can achieve, I think we should give serious consideration to it. No amount of Justice will bring the dead back."

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarle's lip curls slightly and she suppresses a growl, but she decides it would be useless to argue with Saanath, and so says nothing. She waits for the others to chime in, weary to her marrow.

 

[doghead]

Saanath, human male merchant

The curl of Ktarle's lip cuts deep and Saanath bites back an angry retort. He takes a moment to calm himself. The anger drains away and he sighs softly.

"I still have the stench of Treth's burning flesh in my nose, Ktarle," he says gently. "And remember what the ship's doctor died doing, and how. I am not about to let this go lightly. But I also have learnt that if you want justice, you have to go after it with a clear mind and your eyes wide open."

 

[Maerdwyn]

Quinn watches the exchange between Ktarle and Saanath grimly, but speaks instead to Dorothy. "Ms. Fingal, I just want to return for a moment to what you said earlier. When you said you stood in their way and they broke you, what did you mean? Do you have any reason to believe this attack was aimed at you?"

 

[Seonaid]

Ktarlewaweikye Os Tehlayew Olui, Female Aslan Medic (Academic 5 / Traveller 2)

Ktarle nods tightly and settles back.

 

[Wilphe]

"Not aimed at me. I'm not important enough. And it's not like I can do anything; I'm not even an obstacle to them any more. Someone very well connected has been trying to get Malikot shut down for sometime. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down."

 

[doghead]

Saanath, human male merchant

A slow grin spreads across Saanath's features.

"Now that really would stick in Nels-Whoever's craw. Getting Malikot back up on its feet and giving it back it's teeth."