Rude, Matthew

[whydoyoushine]

Oi, I need someone to get me out of a room. I didn't do anything this time, and here you go, locking me up for absolutely no reason. This is a violation of my civil rights.

[Zed is referring to the end results of a certain throw down with Matthew, which did not go the way he'd anticipated. But hey, at least he's proven he's learned something from Traveling, like the phrase "civil rights."]

You really want to fight over this, Matthew? Just get it all out there?

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[awitchdidit]

As do I, really. I certainly understand. Glittering gold has always been my calling card, and someone's dungeon called me the "Witch of Light" once and I've been inordinately fond of manipulating brightness and sight ever since.

The fact of the matter is, though, if you continually antagonize a powerful person, they're going to retaliate. And when you play "the bad guy", you're liable to be outnumbered by his powerful friends if you try to escalate.

[whydoyoushine]

Man, I'm retired from the evil overlord thing, I keep telling people!

Can't a guy just go do his own thing with glitter in peace?

[awitchdidit]

I'm pretty sure doing anything with glitter makes you an evil overlord to the people who have to clean it up. No matter how justified I make my murders now, I'm still no hero to the people who have to mop up the floor afterward.

[whydoyoushine]

Blood's at least a little easier to hose away, I'm just saying.

[awitchdidit]

I know that, but try explaining that to a cleaning staff. There's a reason my archnemesis outside of Battler and that one detective was a fancy janitor.

[whydoyoushine]

What, a little bleach, a little hydrogen peroxide, it's all good.