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[Walkabout] The Zeddening

Zed, what have you done?!

[Alcuin's not bothering to address him directly. Let the whole Network hear this idiocy.]

Blessed-Be is practically falling apart she is so frightened! A great evil tearing her husband into damnation? She thinks you may be after the children! What in the name of everything truly holy did you do to her?!

Mr. Sparkles! It is your sworn duty to harass him until he is "vanquished", is that understood?

[Alcuin doesn't do angry very often but he sure is now.]

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You have turned her entire religion and support system into a sham and a source of confusion and fear instead of the comfort it was!

You have removed the solid ground beneath her feet and set her the impossible task of walking upon the waves without magic! She is terrified for her husband, her children, her home, her town-- There is nothing she is not afraid of, including her neighbors, for Elua's sake!

But I'm not actually going to hurt anyone!

And enough of this religion's generating darkness that I can see it, everyone's always worried about this or that or the other thing!

How in the One God's Name are they supposed to know that?!

I dunno, because I hadn't actually hurt anyone?

[What is this trying to get him to take responsibility for his own actions?]

[The door slams against the wall hard enough to make the widows rattle as Alcuin sweeps in practically ablaze with righteous fury. In seconds he is seizing Zed by the collar and slamming him easily against the wall with his feet a good six inches off the floor.]

How dare you belittle these people. How dare you play with them and call their fears worthless? How dare you treat this as some elaborate joke!

[Zed can't say he was expecting that level of aggression here, and from Alcuin, of all people. It surprises him enough that he does not immediately demand to be released.]

A lot of it was generating darkness! I was trying to put a stop to that!

[In basically the worst way possible and then not really because he's kind of bad at not generating darkness.]

And if you don't back off right now, you're gonna regret it.

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[Alcuin's voice is dangerously even and a bright glow is beginning to shimmer through his hair, his clothes, his skin.]

I'll regret it. That is what you wish to say to me right now? You are quite sure about that, Emperor of Darkness.

[Zed is torn between wanting to stare at the light show--pretty--and wanting to push back hard with some darkness of his own, because he is the Emperor of Darkness and no one can push him around.]

Yeah, pretty sure. And I've already died because of it once.

[...that darkness is going to ooze out around him whether or not he consciously intends for it to, isn't it?]

Remind me why, precisely, I should care for your wellbeing when you have single-handedly destroyed that of an entire village.

[His hands' glow intensifies, beginning to turn yellow-white, heat leeching through Zed's robes. An intangible breeze ruffles his hair.]

They'll come back from that! Yeah, they'll be shaken up, but now they can maybe pick a better path.

You can't tell me nothing needed to change; you didn't see the cloud of darkness hanging over that place. That much needless worry about what is and isn't a sin just breeds that sort of thing.

[His darkness shifts a bit, becoming less overtly threatening and trying to move into more of a defensive position, shielding himself from whatever the hell Alcuin's trying to do here.]

C'mon, you two, break it up.

[Guess who decided coming here to intercept sounded like a good idea, after Alcuin's comments to him on the network. He's just coming into the house they're in, now.]

Or I break it up, for you.

[Alcuin stares hard at Zed for five more solid seconds before he drops him unceremoniously. Brushing off his hands as if he's dipped them in something filthy, he turns sharply on his heel and walks out of the house without another word. He's all yours, Riddick. The light level dims visibly as the door closes behind him.]

[The area around Zed grows lighter as his darkness retracts now that the immediate threat has passed.]

What, you want to come lecture, too?

[Just going to act like nothing at all happened there...or anywhere on this Jaunt.]

No, I'm here to get you away from the people you fucked with until the end of the Jaunt, so they don't decide to come at you with pitchforks and torches.

[Riddick pauses thoughtfully, then adds,]

And so Alcuin doesn't throttle you.

You think they really would come, with the pitchforks and the torches? I thought that was just in movies a couple of my infiltrations have seen.

[Zed shrugged.]

I guess you could say he was a little annoyed with me.

More than a little. I haven't seen Alcuin threaten to kill anybody... pretty much ever. That's usually my department.

[Which may or may not be a potential threat. Right now, though, his posture and tone is relaxed. Annoyed, maybe, but relaxed.]

And yeah. You scare people enough, in the right way, they'll come after you with whatever weapons they got handy. In this case, pitchforks. Now come on, we're getting you outa here.

Alright, fine, I'll leave.

[He can meet annoyed and relaxed, sure. Because he is very much annoyed, but no one's trying to kill him so he might as well relax.]

I was getting bored anyway.

[Poor Zed doesn't know what's coming to him. Riddick opens a portal directly into his forge, motioning Zed through, then follows him in. Zed might or might not notice that the door to the rest of liminal space is gone.

Riddick then promptly engages portal lockdown on him, as soon as his own is closed.]

You get to hang out in here for a while. Feel free to grab a book or somethin'.

Oh, come on, I can't even go anywhere else in Liminal?

[You are no fun, Riddick.]

I can't trust you to stay in liminal until the end of the Jaunt, so yeah, this is your home for a while. Be glad I've got the place pretty big by now, you've got some room to roam around.

[Though he'll have Cassandra, Pod, and Liara's rooms all firmly locked so he can't get in.]

Aw, come on, really?

[No fun, no fun at all, Riddick. But wait a second, this is a forge, and...]

Is that fire over there?

[Or at least a place to make fire, hello, he's suddenly interested.]

Sure, fine, go play.

[It'll keep him occupied, anyway. Riddick takes the time to melt his bookcase in the bedroom into the wall, so Zed can't torch his books, then gets one of the others to portal him back out. He has on desire to sit in here while Zed gets increasingly bored... and he's saving his Liminal Power for reboosting that portal lockdown once it wears off.]

[Zed is going to make indoor fireworks and generally be as obnoxious a houseguest as he can, but at least it's more of a petulant obnoxiousness than anything really aggressively objecting to his imprisonment.]

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