"Please, I don't want to die painfully so... make it quick?"
"Why would I kill you?"
"Isn't that what you people do?"
"No, surrender quietly, and I won't even slap you."
"Alright."
"Besides you didn't know what you were doing was wrong. The ones I'm actually going to slap are your teachers." -- Lessons
News like Pax Humanis coming after one is especially alarming when one has no idea why they're coming.
Executive Oin was young, and technically in charge. Since he was very young, that amounted to following every single lesson his tutors had given him as if it were a set of sacred instructions. For Dereggers, the instructions for profit without loss might as well be sacred instructions.
He didn't try to run from his fate. He faced it like any true man might, with a weapon leveled at the only door. It wasn't the gun that gave the enforcer pause. It was his age.
"We can talk, can't we?" he asked. "Before I get what I deserve?"
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