17 Purple Files

[proudambassador]

Londo of House Mollari. That is who I am. I do not know if it is a thing to be celebrated, finding this out. The knowledge that came with it, it is heavy. What does one think, and do, when they are not sure they wish to know more about who they are, but cannot abide being utterly ignorant?

I am an ambassador, and I am a very bad friend, and I do not think I like myself all that much.

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[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

A good question. [He didn't have an answer for that. Londo's gaze went up from his cup to the other person in his house at the question.]

No, no, my dear girl. It is I who am unclear. The topic, it is complicated. Making sense, it is not easy. Could there be reason enough to take another's life? It gave his house some protection, I did say in what I saw, but he was dead. And he was my friend.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

If you would allow what is likely going to be a strange opinion...

There are many reasons to take a life that are not classically morally wrong. A life for a life is a very basic example, or killing to survive. Revenge for a lost loved one can be argued in many cases, and sometimes even insanity is a defence.

I killed my friend because I could save her honour through her death. [As well as take revenge on her betrayal, but that wasn't the best example to prove a point.] It hurts to know that I had to, but she could die without flaw, without being blamed for our collective mistakes.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

[He listened in silence, taking it in for a time.] To die without flaw. That, I do not know how to do. But a good reason? Yes, perhaps. Perhaps.

[Sipping from his glass, Londo thought.] I had to kill him, my friend. My good, dear friend. It was him or I. But it was not, in truth. For he was not trying to kill me, I do not think. Now that I see it in my mind.