#{ you wake up Emet-Selch you gonna beg for Emet-Help }

[voidsentprinces]

Elidizenos: I have taken the liberty of ridding us of all rumors that your son is possessed by a demon and with the Popularis taken care of, the gates are now open for you to wage war. You need only give me the word to send me forth...

Varis: ...

Elidizenos: ...

Varis: ...

Elidizenos: ...Have you no words for me?

Varis: No words for you? I have many...Annia...my dictionary.

Elidizenos: Your what?

Annia Quo Soranus: Your dictionary, my Emperor!

Varis: Back to post, Annia.

Annia Quo Soranus: By your leave!

Varis: Have I no words for you? How about. *flips a page* Abominable?

Elidizenos: I...

Varis: Detestable! Abstruse! Agelast! Baleful!

Emet-Selch: Snobby High Strung Nap Disrupting Bitch!

Varis: BITCH!