Mask or Menace - IC Inbox

[dreadinquisitor]

He's gotten better with his communicator - a part of him even likes it! He'll probably get back to you, if you leave him a message.

Conversely, do it the old fashioned way. He'll definitely get back to you.

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[flightforfreedom]

[There is a long pause. Poe is not as relaxed as Maxwell, though it would be hard to tell from the outside. He holds all his tension in the pit of his stomach - an old trick from having to fly and needing to keep his shoulders from locking up.]

... He destroyed five planets. Before I came here. The entire Republic Fleet. Billions of people. And he was taunting me about it.

He deserves a hell of a lot more than a punch.

[dreadinquisitor]

[Maxwell's voice is gentle and slow. He looks out across the city as it rushes by under them.]

Some people aren't worth it.

[He holds up his left hand, turning it, the green of his mark flashing like sparks - did it look like stars from down below?]

I got this from what was left of a man known as Corypehus. He murdered the Divine, our most holy, in the midst of the peace talks she had called trying to stop the war that was ravaging my world. He killed her, hoping to ascend, to assault the Heavens and become a god to rule over us all.

[He looks at Poe, and closes his hand again.]

I know some people aren't worth it.