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| It's about as much of a confirmation of his woes as he needs to bristle. "You want to put me before that mockery of a trial again?" he asks, voice a touch hoarse, tone by proxy missing its intended mark of 'spiteful' and landing somewhere in the vicinity of 'pathetic whine'. - An inhuman growl escapes Jagdish. "I'm giving you five seconds to correct that nonsensical blathering and stop wasting my time." | It's about as much of a confirmation of his woes as he needs to bristle. "You want to put me before that mockery of a trial again?" he asks, voice a touch hoarse, tone by proxy missing its intended mark of 'spiteful' and landing somewhere in the vicinity of 'pathetic whine'. - An inhuman growl escapes Jagdish. "I'm giving you five seconds to correct that nonsensical blathering and stop wasting my time." |
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| "Or else what?" Dakarai comments back, voice firmer now. - In Jagdish's mouth, his tongue's folded down against itself, edges pressed against his teeth, providing itself as a simulacrum of some sort of chewing gum for his jaw to work against. If he was going to lose his patience, this whole thing was just going to be hopeless. A moment later, he tips his head to the side as if to crick his neck, then with stubborn intent lets go of Dakarai's arm, only to grab a hold of his hair, even as he tries to duck to the side. Fingers sunk into those strands he tugs at him. "I give you my heartfelt assurance that I don't give a toss about whether you're doing yourself a disfavour with your antics - but I do very much care whether you waste the time of the legendary Council," he glowers. "And if you honestly feel you deserve worse punishment, then you care should, too - just consider it part of the process. It's certainly the //least// you can do to start undoing some of the //damage// you've done. Man up and shut up." | "Or else what?" Dakarai comments back, voice firmer now. - In Jagdish's mouth, his tongue's folded down against itself, edges pressed against his teeth, providing itself as a simulacrum of some sort of chewing gum for his jaw to work against. If he was going to lose his patience, this whole thing was just going to be hopeless. A moment later, he tips his head to the side as if to crick his neck, then with stubborn intent lets go of Dakarai's arm, only to grab a hold of his hair, even as he tries to duck to the side. Fingers sunk into those strands he tugs at him. "I give you my heartfelt assurance that I don't give a toss about whether you're doing yourself a disfavour with your antics - but I do very much care whether you waste the time of the legendary Council," he glowers. "And if you honestly feel you deserve worse punishment, then you should care, too - just consider it part of the process. It's certainly the //least// you can do to start undoing some of the //damage// you've done. Man up and shut up." |
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| Jagdish, having listened to the whole thing with a near-unflinching exterior, arms crossed behind his back and posture meticulously straight, air of a guard in the truest sense of the word, doesn't miss a beat. "What would you like me to do with him in the meanwhile?" Jagdish asks, tone blandly neutral but speech very precise, granting him a cold distance. His gaze drifts down from the legendary and onto Dakarai N'Sehla as he speaks, tinge of venom in the glare he fixes the captive with. What he'd argue and what he'd like to do are certainly different things right now - but it does have the benefit that he's hard to disappoint with any answer. | Jagdish, having listened to the whole thing with a near-unflinching exterior, arms crossed behind his back and posture meticulously straight, air of a guard in the truest sense of the word, doesn't miss a beat. "What would you like me to do with him in the meanwhile?" Jagdish asks, tone blandly neutral but speech very precise, granting him a cold distance. His gaze drifts down from the legendary and onto Dakarai N'Sehla as he speaks, tinge of venom in the glare he fixes the captive with. What he'd argue and what he'd like to do are certainly different things right now - but it does have the benefit that he's hard to disappoint with any answer. |
