"People are talking too much about the project and my opinion is they should all stop, including you."  Or, failing that, be executed and then turned into paving stones in Hell.

      "You were on Project Lawful, right?  From the start.  If I can't tell you -"

"You'll what, talk at somebody else?  You know what, fine, if you absolutely have to blabber to somebody about whatever this is, I suppose it does less damage with me than anyone else."  It is his considered opinon that the average Security assigned to safe temple jobs inside the Imperial Palace are noticeably less elite than those assigned to top-secret projects started by divine intervention.  Which, really, makes sense, but.  But.

      "So I was the Security in Ferrer Maillol's office when Carissa Sevar walked in on him, and tried to hand him a new policy for the whole Project.  I probably shouldn't repeat the exact proposal, but it was six kinds of heretical, and to be clear, she wasn't phrasing it as a suggestion."

"...you have my attention," he says reluctantly.

      "And Maillol protests, obviously, how heretical this is, and Sevar stares him down coldly and says, yes, I know it's heretical, but Asmodeus doesn't give a shit about what condition our souls end up in afterwards, Asmodeus wants us to win.  So this is your new project directive."

"And how'd Maillol take that?"

      "Looks silently at Sevar for a while, then says he's not taking responsibility for implementing that directive when it's actually hers.  He offers to write her a note to Aspexia Rugatonn asking for an urgent conversation about whether Sevar's in charge of Project Lawful or he is.  He's happy to serve under her if ordered, but if she doesn't come back with orders saying she's in charge and holding responsibility on the project, he expects Sevar to shut up and obey him in the future."

"And Sevar?"

      "Just says 'understood', takes the note from him, and heads off, presumably to talk to the Grand High Priestess."

"Lovely.  I concede that makes a great story, and now you've told it to me and you never tell it to anyone again and it doesn't get added to the rumor firestorm, clear?"

      "You're not going to die if you admit out loud how badass that was."

"Yes, fine, it was badass, now, are we done?"

      "It was incredibly badass.  Not a lot of people would be willing to just completely stare down Carissa Sevar like that."

Paving stones.  Hell needs more paving stones.

"People are talking too much about the project and my opinion is they should all stop, including you."  Or, failing that, be executed and then turned into paving stones in Hell.

      "You were on Project Lawful, right?  From the start.  If I can't tell you -"

"You'll what, talk at somebody else?  You know what, fine, if you absolutely have to blabber to somebody about whatever this is, I suppose it does less damage with me than anyone else."  It is his considered opinon that the average Security assigned to safe temple jobs inside the Imperial Palace are noticeably less elite than those assigned to top-secret projects started by divine intervention.  Which, really, makes sense, but.  But.

      "So I was the Security in Ferrer Maillol's office when Carissa Sevar walked in on him, and tried to hand him a new policy for the whole Project.  I probably shouldn't repeat the exact proposal, but it was six kinds of heretical, and to be clear, she wasn't phrasing it as a suggestion."

"...you have my attention," he says reluctantly.

      "And Maillol protests, obviously, how heretical this is, and Sevar stares him down coldly and says, yes, I know it's heretical, but Asmodeus doesn't give a shit about what condition our souls end up in afterwards, Asmodeus wants us to win.  So this is your new project directive."

"And how'd Maillol take that?"

      "Looks silently at Sevar for a while, then says he's not taking responsibility for implementing that directive when it's actually hers.  He offers to write her a note to Aspexia Rugatonn asking for an urgent conversation about whether Sevar's in charge of Project Lawful or he is.  He's happy to serve under her if ordered, but if she doesn't come back with orders saying she's in charge and holding responsibility on the project, he expects Sevar to shut up and obey him in the future."

"And Sevar?"

      "Just says 'understood', takes the note from him, and heads off, presumably to talk to the Grand High Priestess."

"Lovely.  I concede that makes a great story, and now you've told it to me and you never tell it to anyone again and it doesn't get added to the rumor firestorm, clear?"

      "You're not going to die if you admit out loud how badass that was."

"Yes, fine, it was badass, now, are we done?"

      "It was incredibly badass.  Not a lot of people would be willing to just completely stare down Carissa Sevar like that."

Paving stones.  Hell needs more paving stones.

"People are talking too much about the project and my opinion is they should all stop, including you."  Or, failing that, be executed and then turned into paving stones in Hell.

      "You were on Project Lawful, right?  From the start.  If I can't tell you -"

"You'll what, talk at somebody else?  You know what, fine, if you absolutely have to blabber to somebody about whatever this is, I suppose it does less damage with me than anyone else."  It is his considered opinon that the average Security assigned to safe temple jobs inside the Imperial Palace are noticeably less elite than those assigned to top-secret projects started by divine intervention.  Which, really, makes sense, but.  But.

      "So I was the Security in Ferrer Maillol's office when Carissa Sevar walked in on him, and tried to hand him a new policy for his whole Project.  I probably shouldn't repeat the exact proposal, but it was six kinds of heretical, and to be clear, she wasn't phrasing it as a suggestion."

"...you have my attention," he says reluctantly.

      "And Maillol protests, obviously, how heretical this is, and Sevar stares him down coldly and says, yes, I know it's heretical, but Asmodeus doesn't give a shit about what condition our souls end up in afterwards, Asmodeus wants us to win.  So this is your new project directive."

"And how'd Maillol take that?"

      "Looks silently at Sevar for a while, then says he's not taking responsibility for implementing that directive when it's actually hers.  He offers to write her a note to Aspexia Rugatonn asking for an urgent conversation about whether Sevar's in charge of Project Lawful or he is.  He's happy to serve under her if ordered, but if she doesn't come back with orders saying she's in charge and holding responsibility on the project, he expects Sevar to shut up and obey him in the future."

"And Sevar?"

      "Just says 'understood', takes the note from him, and heads off, presumably to talk to the Grand High Priestess."

"Lovely.  I concede that makes a great story, and now you've told it to me and you never tell it to anyone again and it doesn't get added to the rumor firestorm, clear?"

      "You're not going to die if you admit out loud how badass that was."

"Yes, fine, it was badass, now, are we done?"

      "It was incredibly badass.  Not a lot of people would be willing to just completely stare down Carissa Sevar like that."

Paving stones.  Hell needs more paving stones.

"People are talking too much about the project and my opinion is they should all stop, including you."  Or, failing that, be executed and then turned into paving stones in Hell.

      "You were on Project Lawful, right?  From the start.  If I can't tell you -"

"You'll what, talk at somebody else?  You know what, fine, if you absolutely have to blabber to somebody about whatever this is, I suppose it does less damage with me than anyone else."  It is his considered opinon that the average Security assigned to safe temple jobs inside the Imperial Palace are noticeably less elite than those assigned to top-secret projects started by divine intervention.  Which, really, makes sense, but.  But.

      "So I was the Security in Ferrer Maillol's office when Carissa Sevar walked in on him, and tried to hand him a new policy for the whole Project.  I probably shouldn't repeat the exact proposal, but it was six kinds of heretical, and to be clear, she wasn't phrasing it as a suggestion."

"...you have my attention," he says reluctantly.

      "And Maillol protests, obviously, how heretical this is, and Sevar stares him down coldly and says, yes, I know it's heretical, but Asmodeus doesn't give a shit about what condition our souls end up in afterwards, Asmodeus wants us to win.  So this is your new project directive."

"And how'd Maillol take that?"

      "Looks silently at Sevar for a while, then says he's not taking responsibility for implementing that directive when it's actually hers.  He offers to write her a note to Aspexia Rugatonn asking for an urgent conversation about whether Sevar's in charge of Project Lawful or he is.  He's happy to serve under her if ordered, but if she doesn't come back with orders saying she's in charge and holding responsibility on the project, he expects Sevar to shut up and obey him in the future."

"And Sevar?"

      "Just says 'understood', takes the note from him, and heads off, presumably to talk to the Grand High Priestess."

"Lovely.  I concede that makes a great story, and now you've told it to me and you never tell it to anyone again and it doesn't get added to the rumor firestorm, clear?"

      "You're not going to die if you admit out loud how badass that was."

"Yes, fine, it was badass, now, are we done?"

      "It was incredibly badass.  Not a lot of people would be willing to just completely stare down Carissa Sevar like that."

Paving stones.  Hell needs more paving stones.

"People are talking too much about the project and my opinion is they should all stop, including you."  Or, failing that, be executed and then turned into paving stones in Hell.

      "You were on Project Lawful, right?  From the start.  If I can't tell you -"

"You'll what, talk at somebody else?  You know what, fine, if you absolutely have to blabber to somebody about whatever this is, I suppose it does less damage with me than anyone else."  It is his considered opinon that the average Security assigned to safe temple jobs inside the Imperial Palace are noticeably less elite than those assigned to top-secret projects started by divine intervention.  Which, in fact, makes sense, but.  But.

      "So I was the Security in Ferrer Maillol's office when Carissa Sevar walked in on him, and tried to hand him a new policy for the whole Project.  I probably shouldn't repeat the exact proposal, but it was six kinds of heretical, and to be clear, she wasn't phrasing it as a suggestion."

"...you have my attention," he says reluctantly.

      "And Maillol protests, obviously, how heretical this is, and Sevar stares him down coldly and says, yes, I know it's heretical, but Asmodeus doesn't give a shit about what condition our souls end up in afterwards, Asmodeus wants us to win.  So this is your new project directive."

"And how'd Maillol take that?"

      "Looks silently at Sevar for a while, then says he's not taking responsibility for implementing that directive when it's actually hers.  He offers to write her a note to Aspexia Rugatonn asking for an urgent conversation about whether Sevar's in charge of Project Lawful or he is.  He's happy to serve under her if ordered, but if she doesn't come back with orders saying she's in charge and holding responsibility on the project, he expects Sevar to shut up and obey him in the future."

"And Sevar?"

      "Just says 'understood', takes the note from him, and heads off, presumably to talk to the Grand High Priestess."

"Lovely.  I concede that makes a great story, and now you've told it to me and you never tell it to anyone again and it doesn't get added to the rumor firestorm, clear?"

      "You're not going to die if you admit out loud how badass that was."

"Yes, fine, it was badass, now, are we done?"

      "It was incredibly badass.  Not a lot of people would be willing to just completely stare down Carissa Sevar like that."

Paving stones.  Hell needs more paving stones.