Theo's cosmopolitan expression never changed. "I don't give a shit if we're 'friends' or not, Justin," he replied blandly. "But let me clue you in on a few little facts you might be unaware of."
The doctor turned around and now his usually open expression was steely, brooking no nonsense. "This is your Suit and I am your King. I don't personally give a rat's ass about your personal problems. But the days of the Hearts taking in whatever reject which happens to wander our way are over. We did not build our Suit on such weakness, nor will I allow it to infest its foundations."
He didn't raise his voice, but his tone took on an edge. "I will not tolerate this foul-mouth of yours, nor your issues with any and all of humanity. You will do your work, and you will do it well, and you will uphold the integrity of your Suit with dignity--as all under this banner do--else you will be stripped from the Suit and all its comforts and left to find another which will tolerate such boorishness.
I have no desire to see you fail, or suffer in any way, but you will respect the Suit, its members, and your Royalty. And you will perform your tasks to the best of your ability; I don't care if you curse me, the Deck and whatever else the day long, that's your choice. But you'd better step carefully, Justin, because you only have a limited number of choices left.
"Now," Theo gestured to the rest of the furniture, "get over there and grab the end of the bookcase."
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The doctor turned around and now his usually open expression was steely, brooking no nonsense. "This is your Suit and I am your King. I don't personally give a rat's ass about your personal problems. But the days of the Hearts taking in whatever reject which happens to wander our way are over. We did not build our Suit on such weakness, nor will I allow it to infest its foundations."
He didn't raise his voice, but his tone took on an edge. "I will not tolerate this foul-mouth of yours, nor your issues with any and all of humanity. You will do your work, and you will do it well, and you will uphold the integrity of your Suit with dignity--as all under this banner do--else you will be stripped from the Suit and all its comforts and left to find another which will tolerate such boorishness.
I have no desire to see you fail, or suffer in any way, but you will respect the Suit, its members, and your Royalty. And you will perform your tasks to the best of your ability; I don't care if you curse me, the Deck and whatever else the day long, that's your choice. But you'd better step carefully, Justin, because you only have a limited number of choices left.
"Now," Theo gestured to the rest of the furniture, "get over there and grab the end of the bookcase."