RE: VAU IC: The Fangtastical and Arousing Tale of Anita Jacqueofff
The noble sighed once more and shook his head. “What do you expect, me to be ecstatic that more than anyone else people are twisting, ignoring or misunderstanding my points - presumably purposefully given that they claim not to be idiots. Of course I am bitter; but towards people who claim to be humans and their own foolishness. You are not changing the meaning of what you said, to fit your own purpose.
“And by that, you mean you were unable to follow them, not that there was no logic to them as I can clearly see it! And finely wrought?!” Antonio barked a harsh laugh. “Their arguments are all based on as little as they accuse mine of being.
“And you expect me to recount everyone I work with and for? Fine. I work with any number of nobles, notably Masters Venehueff, Loganhue, Esterhooff, Friineman and Kurganof, and work for my father, Lord Alexi Veneziia, and of course I serve the Emperor whenever I am called upon to do so. Can you claim that loyalty? I remember you saying you worked only for yourself. I think it is fair enough for me to have taken your questions as regarding only those within this room, given the circumstances.
“And I knew you had already concluded your view as regards to me. Whilst I will not change my vote for Obadiah, as he is still the most suspicious amongst you, I would postulate that their is something amiss between yourself, Obadiah and Bastion.” He turned to those who had voted, or indeed spoken much during the day. “I would ask you all to think on that. By my count, there are nine people who have not yet cast their vote or declared their intention to abstain. You can all change the course of this vote. I thank you for listening.” With that, he reached forward and picked up a decanter of fine whiskey and pressed it to the left side of his face, before raising an eyebrow. “This is because I have a headache, before anyone draws any strange, convoluted reasoning from it.”