Yup... I am complicit to premeditated murder. Going forward with this evening's plans with any measure of attempt or even success could land me in prison for the rest of my life. I understand that Nefandi are so bad that this is worth the risk. We had better not be wrong. I feel morally obligated to help... but equally morally obligated to not kill innocent people.
As we waited for people to arrive, I downloaded a database program so I can make all this damnable data searchable. Then I made tea...... and coffee, because I know some do not drink tea. When we were called to see if there was anything we wanted (they are bringing host gifts for hospitality?!) I said something "strong" because I think I will need to break my normal refual for alcohol and drink something for fortification.
So... they came.... with a GIANT ...... murderbot.
We talked about the ways to take out the three Nefandi. My parents might help. The freaky Felicity might help. That is a lot of "might" and not much "true confirmation".
My role, I will make a potent extract of WaterHemlock for the cicutoxin and add it to the coffee of two of the targets. It will be arranged for me to be an employee there for the day. Ideally, my parents will be not too far and able to help as backup. Levi and Blythe and maybe Felicity will intercept the two guys I poison as they leave the Second Cup on their way to work. Then I will then make myself scarce. Meanwhile, Riley and Murderbot will take out the third guy when he leaves his house but before he gets into his "unit" which is like some kind of specially protective vehicle.
This will happen Monday.
After the planning... there was the weirdest attempt at socializing. This was more awkward than being forced to dance at a wedding.
Murderbot then attempted to coax Brighid out of my room and pet her. Pardon... MY room and MY familiar. I am not sure why I was so unreasonably protective of her. Maybe because I don't know this... thing... and am not exactly friends with these people.
Levi has a picture of a bug that was created and then had gotten out of hand and had to be dealt with. It was in interesting story, tho I can see it was rather embarrassing for him. I think I can conclude that Murderbot is in a weird way twisted comic relief.
I just want to hide for a bit and journal. Is it too rude of me to do so right here with everyone present?
I need sleep... then need to go find my parents to get some kind of sure answer about their help.... and THEN need to craft a poison.
No comments:
Post a Comment