Kai raises a brow. It’s a word that Michael has used before but he’d started to think it hadn’t referred to a real place after all. People like to talk big after all — Michael is probably no different.
“And is the food better there?”
Really, he’s asking far more than about the food. Are the people as incredibly dull as they were here? He tilts his head as he studies the other. Michaels harder to read than most people, harder to manipulate although Kai hasn’t exactly tried yet either but he knows.
It took every ounce of self-control Michael had just to keep from spilling all the dark and deep secrets of his 'Sanctuary'. The place where he could finally and truly remake humankind in his own image. He didn't want those who were good, pure, and chaste.
No, he wanted the Most viscious, evil, vile motherfuckers he could find and Kai definitely checked all the boxes.
"I'd rather discuss the rather long list of infractions noted in your file here at this Outpost."
He ignored Kai's question in a complete and utter show of power. After all, Michael held all the cards here.
"Do you expect me to believe you actually give a shit about those infractions?" Kai questioned, Michael. He knows he's definitely got a list a mile long but he doesn't believe that the rules in this Outpost were any reflection of rules Michael thought were important.
This time Michael couldn't hold back a perfectly wicked little grin. Kai continued to impress him in his sheer lack of care for the rules. Most would have been grateful to have their lives spared from the blast, most would have blindly followed those rules to continue their wretched existence at the outpost.
Not Kai.
"Chaos has won. No need for rules." He gave a flippant gesture of his hand, dismissing the thought.
"I suppose we can cut through all the Cooperative bullshit and get down to the point. What can you offer the future of humanity? Our world as we know it will be shaped by the people who populate the Sanctuary."
All in Michael's evil image. After all, he chose who gained entry.
Kai smirks at the response. He had figured as much of Michael. If nothing else there was certainly that sense of understanding that had been there from the beginning. A kindred spirit of sorts and all. "Clearly," he said and he wonders what it is that made people even now so keen on following the most absurd things when they could do whatever they wanted, after all there were more of them than the enforcers to begin with and yet...
"I think you know exactly what i can offer. If you didn't you wouldn't be here and I wouldn't have known about the Outpost."
Kai returns. They both know that there's his manipulative gifts, his utter disregard for right and wrong and innate selfishness that all probably proved fruitful for him. He didn't care about whatever gave Michael power and only that he too wanted power and Michael would be the path to it. Nothing else mattered.
In short, Kai was perfect for Michael's new world. Another truly evil motherfucker.
"You asked about the people who reside at the Sanctuary. I'm sure you can guess by now that they are all like-minded individuals. You'll be among others like yourself, so I'm certain you'll find better company there."
Others like him. Deviant people, selfish, greedy, and manipulative.
"The food is better. In short, you'll be shifting out of this shithole to paradise. A new garden of Eden for mankind."
He leaned in just slightly, craning his neck at an almost unnatural angle.
"And I don't care if you lot burn it to the fucking ground."
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“And is the food better there?”
Really, he’s asking far more than about the food. Are the people as incredibly dull as they were here? He tilts his head as he studies the other. Michaels harder to read than most people, harder to manipulate although Kai hasn’t exactly tried yet either but he knows.
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No, he wanted the Most viscious, evil, vile motherfuckers he could find and Kai definitely checked all the boxes.
"I'd rather discuss the rather long list of infractions noted in your file here at this Outpost."
He ignored Kai's question in a complete and utter show of power. After all, Michael held all the cards here.
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"They're absurd."
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Not Kai.
"Chaos has won. No need for rules." He gave a flippant gesture of his hand, dismissing the thought.
"I suppose we can cut through all the Cooperative bullshit and get down to the point. What can you offer the future of humanity? Our world as we know it will be shaped by the people who populate the Sanctuary."
All in Michael's evil image. After all, he chose who gained entry.
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"I think you know exactly what i can offer. If you didn't you wouldn't be here and I wouldn't have known about the Outpost."
Kai returns. They both know that there's his manipulative gifts, his utter disregard for right and wrong and innate selfishness that all probably proved fruitful for him. He didn't care about whatever gave Michael power and only that he too wanted power and Michael would be the path to it. Nothing else mattered.
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"You asked about the people who reside at the Sanctuary. I'm sure you can guess by now that they are all like-minded individuals. You'll be among others like yourself, so I'm certain you'll find better company there."
Others like him. Deviant people, selfish, greedy, and manipulative.
"The food is better. In short, you'll be shifting out of this shithole to paradise. A new garden of Eden for mankind."
He leaned in just slightly, craning his neck at an almost unnatural angle.
"And I don't care if you lot burn it to the fucking ground."