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[lingeringfear]

I've been told that if you keep a body cold enough, it will retain its features for years, frozen in time. Can you imagine yourself like that? Your blood and your bone frozen solid, with skin and hair and everything, eyes open and wide and staring sightless into the world. I'd like you to really think about it- dying in the cold, that is. Preserved perfectly forever.

It would be an interesting way to keep you all from complaining, don't you think? A quick snap freeze and you're all immobile. If we're being honest, I think that would probably be the best solution to our interpersonal problems- but I'd want to keep you just barely alive somehow, conscious enough to still feel fear. Frozen and screaming. Take a minute and think about it. I rather like the idea.

...oh, also, Rage apparently won Hope's stupid poll. He's making the preparations to revive her and you should expect her to awaken at the end of the month.

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[lingeringfear]

Rage, yes. She's a god, like Hope and myself.

[And then, explaining:]

Hope, in a display of shortsightedness and idiocy, will attempt to revive her soon. No doubt, she'll be pleased with someone like you.

[respired]

[He doesn't appear gladdened by this.]

You wish to inspire fear in us. If this woman is like you, then she means to inspire anger.

[He shakes his head.]

That will be disastrous.

[lingeringfear]

Among other things.

[A little strained.]

How do you mean, specifically?

[respired]

My subordinates are particularly sensitive to anger. They may become ... unwieldy.

[lingeringfear]

That will please her.

[Though it's not particularly good for him.]

Do tell Hope if you're worried about them killing the others. I imagine he'd want to prepare for any surge of resurrections.

[respired]

I do have a concern.

[A beat.]

Are deaths a frequent occurrence here?

[lingeringfear]

Not yet. They're not really my goal, but I wouldn't be surprised if they became a side-effect.