The Powers That Be ([personal profile] powersthatbe) wrote2016-11-25 03:12 pm
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Conversation Space III.

A poured concrete floor and cinder block walls are lit by a single bare light bulb hanging overhead. Shackles dangle from brackets on every side, and the chair in the center of the room is clearly an electric chair. A tall glass sits on top of a stool made of what looks like pure gold - but the liquid inside it is almost definitely blood.
awondrousplace: (nose wrinkle)

[personal profile] awondrousplace 2016-12-11 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Suspense is a space that pleases you, is it not?" There's a wry smile on Helena's face for a moment. "At any rate, I am certainly back, and I do wish to do whatever I can to help. Is there anything in particular you need of me?"

She pauses, looking him over for a moment, thoughtfully.
callmemeibe: (Ⅻ. Hanged Man)

[personal profile] callmemeibe 2016-12-16 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)

"It doesn't displease me," it answers with a shrug of its shoulders. "As I said once before... I have all that I need. All you need to do is... be."