031 - Northwest Berry Trio

[deadly_ned]

[Icy blue eyes - not the Piemaker's eyes - focus intently back at the rest of the Barge. When he speaks, he doesn't mention who he's speaking to: it's clear it's to one specific person he has in mind. Digby hides under the bed, as the Piemaker grasps meat cleaver and tenderizer in both hands]

Ready to serve, Master.

Comments

[fireincarnate]

Clearly. [She glances at Ned. It's clear, painfully, that he's not himself; he's one of Arthas' puppets, now.]

Is that really the only way you can get help? [She wants, desperately, to free him, but she's not sure how this works. One misstep, and she could destroy his mind altogether.]

[darknessb4me]

It's the way I enjoy to get help.

[Arthas smiles down at Ned briefly.]

He got in my way. I don't expect you to appreciate the irony, but we do.