impure_tale

Imagine my surprise, Iago, when I went to collect you this morning and found that you, half your wardrobe, and your journal were missing.

I am not going to chase you around this ship like the errant child you're behaving as. This is your one chance to account for yourself. Choose your words wisely.

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Whoever is responsible for J.D.: My Inmate, Iago, is presently holing up in your Inmate's quarters. He is not to visit the other Inmates' quarters, nor are they to visit his without expressed permission. I welcome your cooperation in maintaining this. He was already known to be deceptive, but recently he has also proven to have violent tendencies, which he has expressed he acts on not with premeditation, but on a whim. For this reason he is to be considered dangerous, and should not be left alone with anyone.

I would also request that security escort him back to his Cabin and make certain he stays there. If he resists with violence again, he can he escorted to Level Zero for the evening instead.

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My dear Marquis, though I'm sure you are terribly worried for my well being, you should not be. I did my duty this morning, do not worry. And JD seemed so distraught after I visited him that I decided to stay with him when he asked me.

I thought that your rule was I could not have visitors. You said nothing about me being a visitor elsewhere. I was not aware I was breaking any rules.

The Hell you did not. You're on punishment, not holiday, and if you think I trust you behind any lockable doors, you've another thing coming.

I'm not sure why you're so upset, dear Marquis. Like I said, I broke none of your rules.

At 5 am this morning I did not see you in the lavatories.

Because I had them done before then. Couldn't sleep very well.

Horseshit.

So tactful, as usual.

After rehearsals tonight, you will be escorted back to your room. If you are not there when I come for you tomorrow morning, I will begin locking it.

Do I make myself clear?

Escorted by...? You? No.

Why? It doesn't matter where I sleep.

Yes.

And I'm telling you that it does.

Why?

You have given me no reason to believe yet that you are trustworthy or deserving of privileges, and your continual desire to test my boundaries does not help your case at all.

Now get back to your cabin.

And do what? Sit around and figure out some other way to undermine you? I would think you would be glad that I am here, distracting myself.

If you would like for me to find you more work, I'm sure there are shifts in the kitchen still available.

That's your answer for everything, isn't it? More work.

Tell me, Iago. In your time, in the military, what was the punishment for insubordination?

That would depend on the infraction...and the superior.

And your rank before your death?

At my death? I was stripped of my ranking before they tortured and killed me. I was Othello's ensign.

And his rank?

A general, of course. Where are you going with this?

Colonel trumps Ensign. Even if you still had rank to speak of.

So answer me. How should you be punished for insubordination? Have I not been fair, given your gross refusal to modify your conduct?

Fair? No. I thought you were supposed to help me. Not continuously punish.

I am helping you, by showing you there are consequences to your actions.

Yes. I know that. It's very basic knowledge. I do something wrong, I get punished. But I haven't done anything wrong!

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