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[tis_disapproval]

And so, I find myself returned to the Admiral's bosom... A scant few changes, here and there, yet still incompetence persists. A situation common to most kingdoms, it seems.

Tell me, am I to expect the same ritual humiliation as persisted during my previous visitation? I have so missed the opportunity to awake and discover I possess another's body or gills where none should be... Still, some prices are worth paying - just. A lesson, I am sure, which shall be sorely tested before my time here is at an end, once more.

[And there it ends... Of course, being Morrigan, she's no idea her Claudia Black-alike voice might be mistaken for certain previous residents aboard ship.]

Comments

[youwillgotohell]

[She wonders if it's Xen returned, for a moment, but the way she speaks doesn't match up with those memories. Still, it takes her time, because it's been so long. But, eventually, and almost incredulously:]

Morrigan?

[velocette]

Tested, that's a good way to put it. Of course, I can understand--he is paying us pretty well. I'd be pretty suspicious if it was easy to get from here to a graduated inmate.

[routemistress]

Well, aren't you the little ray of bleedin' sunshine. I were just thinking we didn't 'ave enough folks constantly pissing and moaning. Iris Wildthyme. Nice to meet you.

Video

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean's smile is wry, and she imagines the cut and bruises speak her mind pretty well.]

That hasn't changed, no.