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I would remark with the same sourness how I did not expect the changes to last, but I for one prefer to be a little distinctive. Most are I suppose already aware of how vocal our current "Admiral" has become, and I do not bother to filter this message because I have every reason to believe he'll hear me no matter what I say.

If it's even a man. I will tell you that I do not think it is the Admiral.

Lucius, I will tell you and everyone else to stay off the main deck for now. It's becoming much too dangerous to traverse.

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The greatest power he has is that he exercises over his own followers. Grown men and women of seemingly noble birth kissing his feet and the hems of his robes like a messiah just before he batters them down.

And you enjoy that?

Edited 2011-10-28 05:52 (UTC)

Continual derision was not something I tolerated at home, nor in Azkaban, and certainly not here.

A word of advice only.

I asked you a question, Lucius. In all seriousness.

I see no reason to humour it with answer.

Because I am not calling myself your Master. Because I am not going to harm you or anyone if you're honest and I don't happen to like the answer.

You hold my freedom for ransom and raise questions like hoops through which to jump. Do I enjoy subservience? For goodness sake, it is no question of enjoyment.

We are finished here, yet again. My sincerest apologies that you were given this task, Marquis, but truly, I owe you not a thing.

If you do not enjoy it, then why do you do it?

You claim I do not understand. Make me understand.

Make me understand how you can bow and scrape and cowtow to a man, how you could risk your life and freedom and soul and family for that man, when he would never deign to do the same for you.

Vast gain.

Obviously.

The Dark Lord is no mere man, but a force of change - he gave himself to his own power a long time ago. When he succeeds, myself and my family must position ourselves well, and so I must risk myself. I must bow to him. I can no more remove my mark than I can walk out of the Barge.

You're certain of that.

What do you know of him? Truly? That you're not simply told.

That you dare speak his name [ forgetting a bit of reputation, here, who he's talking to ] tells me that you're quite under-qualified to educate me about the Dark Lord, if that is the purpose of such a question.

I said 'finished', did I not.

You can ask Iago how well that works.

So you're telling me that because I am not afraid of a man whose single greatest act to date to separate himself from his 'Muggle' father was to invent a name for himself even more ridiculous than the word 'Muggle', I'm not qualified to educate you. The fact that you cannot talk about him as though he's a person without turning whiter than your hair suggests that perhaps you are not so qualified to educate me on the subject.

[ Small delay, then; ]

You are a Muggle, and a liar. That rather puts an end to any education at all.

Of course I am. Because all the truest of pureblooded wizards come of age in an orphanage.

Ask Severus, if that is what it takes for you to believe me.

Edited 2011-10-29 00:01 (UTC)

No. I suspect I'd only be further disappointed in what's become of him.

Were you unaware of the significance of the graveyard, Lucius? Or rather, the grave to which Harry Potter had been bound?

[ New tactic: not replying. ]

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