PRIVATE MEETINGS

[andexecutioner]

If you'd like to have a private meeting with the Adjudicator, this is where you should go! The Adjudicator is available at almost all hours of the day; just knock and he'll answer.

Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.

Comments

[evilfrenzy]

[He did think about this a lot overnight, because trying to sleep is hard when you're concerned that your body could fuck up at any moment. So the answer he comes up with is...]

I don't like the thought you people invading my body. That's a bit personal. And I also don't like not knowing what is going on with my own body.

...But I wouldn't say it is entirely unwelcome.

[andexecutioner]

[...For what it's worth - ]

Yeah, that was probably kind of a weird question, sorry - you're going to be fine for the duration, is that any better? You're not going to just collapse or stop working or something.

[evilfrenzy]

[This probably gets a stranger reaction out of Rideaux than the Adjudicator might have expected. There's relief, no doubt. But relief for other reasons than just knowing he's not going to keel over. Plus, he's...confused. And just overall conflicted. Those spyrix have been ever-present for the last twenty-three years, after all.]

That... That is better, yes.

[Just really freaking weird.]

I don't suppose you're going to tell me what you've actually done to me, though.

[andexecutioner]

I can't tell you because I didn't do anything.

[...well. Well, then.]

[evilfrenzy]

[Well then, indeed.]

...Of course. You're just the overseer. They gave you the basics in case I came knocking. Am I close?

[He's assuming all that, of course. Going off of what he heard the Adjudicator say the day before.]

[andexecutioner]

Something like that - I generally always get the basics.

[evilfrenzy]

[It's frustrating to hear this, obviously, and it's apparent on Rideaux's face. This is his body that they've fucked around with.

He eventually sighs, placing his hands on his hips.]

Well if I'm going to be completely honest, you've given me more than I actually expected you to. So, there's that.

[andexecutioner]

[Yeah, he figures.]

Anything else, or are we done for today?

[evilfrenzy]

[Is there anything else... Actually, yes.]

One more thing.

Again, I ask: do you intend to give me back the things you took? I'm still not very happy about you doing it in the first place.

[He hates not being able to do anything about it right now even more, though. He feels like his hands are even more tied than usual.]

[andexecutioner]

...Not for the time being, no.

[And that's pretty much going to be his final answer on it, from the sounds.]

[evilfrenzy]

[...Well, it's not satisfactory, but it's better than a flat-out 'no'.]

As long as you haven't tossed them in the incinerator. But I do expect to see them again once I'm out of this little game.

[How ominous.

And now he genuinely doesn't have anything else, so he'll take that as his cue to head on out. He turns for the door.]

...Thanks for clearing that up.

[He's referring to the spyrix. As much as he hates to thank his damn captor (or the face of his captors), he likes knowing he's not gonna just up and keel over just a little bit more.]