Any background information: the MC is suffering from an unfortunate case of death, and a Celestial Bureaucrat and an Infernal Bureaucrat are having a massive cat-fight over the fate of his soul
Excerpt:
“I hope you realise how badly this bodes for your case, Lord Broken,” said the Infernal, drumming his fingers on the side of his desk, “Not only has your apprentice once again tampered with a vital piece of equipment that is five security levels above anything he should be allowed to access – before his probation period has even expired, no less – he then proceeds to trespass on our property...”
“Now wait a minute, he isn't 'trespassing' anywhere, he's dead!”
“Ah yes, I had forgotten that you had been leaking first-level Mandates to non-transcendent Mortals instead of assigning tasks to actual trainees,” he rubbed his hands together, “Well, as you are aware, we do have certain rights pertaining to expired souls...”
“The two issues are completely unrelated! You aren't neutral enough to be an impartial judge of his soul in that matter anyway!”
“Indeed, I am not. I had best leave that to another branch of the Infernals, that is not affected by this matter at all,” he mused, “But, ah, that means he is not a client of mine. And yet he is approaching my territory. This means he is trespassing.”
“How can you twist my words around so much?” yelled Lord Broken, “He only died because you denied him access at the last minute, anyway! You can't hold him responsible for a situation that was caused by you!”
“I was perfectly justified in denying him access. He does not have security privileges to access that machine.”
“He was attempting to repair a critical systems malfunction; one that, by the way, hadn't been spotted...”
“Pardon me, is it not your department?”
“Not when I'm being held in custody under Infernal law, it isn't!”
“Its been faulty for three thousand years!”
“A paltry length of time and you know it, but all this is beside the point. He spotted it, he had the instructions, the experience and the Words of Power necessary to repair it, he even cited a legitimate representative that had given him temporary access to the machine, which you didn't even check the validity of before you refused him access!”
“Because that person no longer exists!” he said, “Or are you expecting me to believe that your apprentice somehow spoke to Saint Lysander? You... do know who Saint Lysander is, yes?”
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Date: 2011-11-21 04:00 pm (UTC)Any background information: the MC is suffering from an unfortunate case of death, and a Celestial Bureaucrat and an Infernal Bureaucrat are having a massive cat-fight over the fate of his soul
Excerpt:
“I hope you realise how badly this bodes for your case, Lord Broken,” said the Infernal, drumming his fingers on the side of his desk, “Not only has your apprentice once again tampered with a vital piece of equipment that is five security levels above anything he should be allowed to access – before his probation period has even expired, no less – he then proceeds to trespass on our property...”
“Now wait a minute, he isn't 'trespassing' anywhere, he's dead!”
“Ah yes, I had forgotten that you had been leaking first-level Mandates to non-transcendent Mortals instead of assigning tasks to actual trainees,” he rubbed his hands together, “Well, as you are aware, we do have certain rights pertaining to expired souls...”
“The two issues are completely unrelated! You aren't neutral enough to be an impartial judge of his soul in that matter anyway!”
“Indeed, I am not. I had best leave that to another branch of the Infernals, that is not affected by this matter at all,” he mused, “But, ah, that means he is not a client of mine. And yet he is approaching my territory. This means he is trespassing.”
“How can you twist my words around so much?” yelled Lord Broken, “He only died because you denied him access at the last minute, anyway! You can't hold him responsible for a situation that was caused by you!”
“I was perfectly justified in denying him access. He does not have security privileges to access that machine.”
“He was attempting to repair a critical systems malfunction; one that, by the way, hadn't been spotted...”
“Pardon me, is it not your department?”
“Not when I'm being held in custody under Infernal law, it isn't!”
“Its been faulty for three thousand years!”
“A paltry length of time and you know it, but all this is beside the point. He spotted it, he had the instructions, the experience and the Words of Power necessary to repair it, he even cited a legitimate representative that had given him temporary access to the machine, which you didn't even check the validity of before you refused him access!”
“Because that person no longer exists!” he said, “Or are you expecting me to believe that your apprentice somehow spoke to Saint Lysander? You... do know who Saint Lysander is, yes?”