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The Cucumber Lord frowns at this, before looking around to notice that not only have you suddenly drawn your weapon and prepared for battle, but you're refusing to move into the area. He starts walking towards you, thunder on his face, and waves of buffeting wind can be felt, as gravity starts disappearing. "Are you sending me into a trap? Do you dare try and kill me in such a manner?"

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" Well? Will you retrieve the blessing? Or have you finally found your dignity?" LC seems mocking in his words, unworried by what would to all others be an obvious dangerous situation. He had been numbed to danger by his power, which made him all but immune to most forms of attack.

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"Then let us go to the statues and obtain this blessing, before I lose my patience. If you truly plan on staying here for such a period of time, then I shall simply go find your leader on my own." With this, CL started moving down the long hall once more, presumably towards the next statue.

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Hello Wraith. You're on early

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"I do not intend to be here more than a day, so I do not care." LC simply turns to exit. "Now, tell me how to use the crystal, that I may go."

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"If it lasts a day, then I shall use it now, and we shall be back in a day. I do not see any problem." LC was still impatient, and had no mind for staying here another day, next to that symbol of oppression, the statue that had stolen the dignity of so many boys. He would get this over with, and then he would be on his way once more."

Blood Compact: Magnus's Reign

Jack smiles as Mithias makes his statements. Jack had seen many people like him. Even if his view of emotions was limited that did not mean that he was incapable of recognizing those emotions in others, and this man was a lost soul, seeking a purpose. It was practically written on his face. "You ask me what I seek? Now isn't that an interesting question. I could lie to you, and pretend to be a loyal follower of the United States of Vampire Land, but unfortunately, this is not the case. My interest lies with the mysteries of the universe, the unanswered question. Some pursue science in order to cure cancer, to build machines. Some do it for riches, fame, or glory of some sort, even to convince themself that they're worth something. I simply wish to answer the questions I ask, to find the solution, to unravel even the greatest mystery." He holds out his hands, as if gesturing to emphasize the magnitude of these mysterie, and his voice rings with a sincerity it previously lacked, for the first time rising from the smug, snide monotone that it had previously occupied, instead filled with passion.
Jack chuckles, his arms returning to his food. He had already taken the liberty of taking several bites of richly marinaded and spiced chicken breast, it's juices practcally dripping off of it's skin. Next to it are a group of crunchy potatos liberally slathered with gravy, the smell of which would be intoxicating even to a vampire. It was a simply meal, prepared by Jack's cooks, who were humans that had chosen to stick with him after his switch of allegiance. As they were under his protection, no vampire had dared suggest turning them. "Of course, I have some more clear vested interests as well, such as my own well-being and life. Terebithia serves as both protection and lab, and, to some extent, perhaps as a daughter."

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LC glances over at you, his look serious. "Even at a young age? It seems you were well-conditioned." He seems to have a note of both disgust and understanding in his voice, as if he disagreed with the concept. However, before he can do anything else, his face and tone slip back to their norm, arrogant and condescending. "How do I use this crystal? I would prefer to get this done with as soon as possible."

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LC raises an eyebrow at this. "You have a system that forces people to kneel before this statue. In order to be a warrior, in this kingdom, you must sacrifice your dignity. A quite twisted world indeed, but perhaps an acceptable mechanic for removing the ambition from young fools." He walks over, taking the crystal gingerly. He didn't expect it to be a trap, but even with only a few years of ruling had given him a slight paranoia.

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" A mere God challenges me?" LC sighs, as he gestures, and a wall outside the room explodes away from him, as if he were relieving built-up power. He glances at the statue. "I'll be back later." Despite his words, LC was not planning on challenging a God, not until he was able to harness the Primal Cucumber's power for himself. He was not stupid. "If it is a pressure plate, then this is a simple matter." LC gestures towards the area, and the pressure plate is pressed, despite him not kneeling there.