A Leader's Fury
May. 12th, 2013 09:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[1]
[Cheng was, for a lack of better term... furious. Jiang Jing city. Wiped out. Its people? Dead. The troops sent to defend it? Dead.]
[And he could do nothing to prevent it. Instead all he could do was inform Han Zhi that he was going to be gone a little longer - if only to deal with a few more criminals against the State.]
We need more. We need something to give us an edge. We need something to prevent this from ever happening again....
[Being close to Arkham did not help things at all. Not this time. A new solution would be needed. And Cheng is frustrated beyond measure trying to hammer something out.]
[2] (Locked to Roads)
We need to talk. Now. Whatever else you're doing is unimportant.
[Cheng's voice was more or less ice. It seems whatever goodwill and camraderie he felt towards you was all but nonexistent here.]
So I suggest you pay close attention to what I have to say.
[3]
[Xue Yi and Nuan Chun were...avoiding their father for a lack of better term. He just looked so angry, so utterly hateful that he scared them. This caused another round of frustration and worry all around as he collapsed onto a chair and held his head.]
Perhaps Han Zhi would make a better Chairman General than I.
[And now doubt begins to set in...]
[Cheng was, for a lack of better term... furious. Jiang Jing city. Wiped out. Its people? Dead. The troops sent to defend it? Dead.]
[And he could do nothing to prevent it. Instead all he could do was inform Han Zhi that he was going to be gone a little longer - if only to deal with a few more criminals against the State.]
We need more. We need something to give us an edge. We need something to prevent this from ever happening again....
[Being close to Arkham did not help things at all. Not this time. A new solution would be needed. And Cheng is frustrated beyond measure trying to hammer something out.]
[2] (Locked to Roads)
We need to talk. Now. Whatever else you're doing is unimportant.
[Cheng's voice was more or less ice. It seems whatever goodwill and camraderie he felt towards you was all but nonexistent here.]
So I suggest you pay close attention to what I have to say.
[3]
[Xue Yi and Nuan Chun were...avoiding their father for a lack of better term. He just looked so angry, so utterly hateful that he scared them. This caused another round of frustration and worry all around as he collapsed onto a chair and held his head.]
Perhaps Han Zhi would make a better Chairman General than I.
[And now doubt begins to set in...]