Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-26184570-20160509033125/@comment-26084195-20160509053612

I just pulled out the perfect scene to tell you about.

So, Vladak is sitting upon his black throne, with Mortu standing unmoving to his right. He is quite clearly deep in thought, his malignant red eyes staring off into space.

"Vladak."

He looked up. Ariel's face had appeared on her crystal.

He stood up from his throne. "What do you wish to speak about, Ariel?"

"I wanted to speak with you about Plimith. The siege has been going on for so long it's a barren waste, practically a ghost town. Don't you think--"

"I will not tell you what I think. And if you want my opinion on something, rest assured that you will always be a thorn in my side and that every single time I see that flawless doll-like face I just want to pick you up, turn you upside down and shake you until all of the hours of my life that you've wasted... fall out."

There is a long pause. "Did I catch you at a bad time, Vladak?"

"Very." Vladak waves his hand and the connection between the two crystals is severed.