"I never said your missions progressed in a linear fashion." Myra shrugged and then shook her head, uncertain.
"I can't really tell. She might, deep down, know who she's really working for, but right now she'd never know it if he had her so convinced that she really is Ming." Myra narrows her eyes. As much as the look is hers, it is one easily translated to Ming's cruel, contemplative face. "It's not hard to pull the wool over our heads like that. She's had it for so long, who can say what it's done to her. The cruelty she's made her trademark, might be her, or it might be what's been ingrained. I honestly can't tell."
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Date: 2009-05-08 09:57 pm (UTC)"I can't really tell. She might, deep down, know who she's really working for, but right now she'd never know it if he had her so convinced that she really is Ming." Myra narrows her eyes. As much as the look is hers, it is one easily translated to Ming's cruel, contemplative face. "It's not hard to pull the wool over our heads like that. She's had it for so long, who can say what it's done to her. The cruelty she's made her trademark, might be her, or it might be what's been ingrained. I honestly can't tell."