proudambassador | Sixteenth Manifesto [Accidental Video]

[A crest of hair can be seen over a counter's edge. Two darts are stuck in it. Slowly Londo peeks over the edge of the counter again, only to have dice fly at him. Back down he goes.]

I thought I knew hate before I got here, yes? I did not. The Narns have nothing on the Animus. At least you can avoid Narns! Besides G'Kar. No, you cannot avoid G'Kar. Always just there. Grinning. No, smirking.

Great Maker, I hate G'Kar.

And now, now? I hste the Animus more. I would trade them for G'Kar, that is how bad this is! I would even take G'Kar and Na'Toth! What I would take, to no longer be trapped. Dice attacking me, my own roulette table chasing me... I have done nothing to you!

[A fist is waved over the counter. Dice fly at it, and he pulls it down just in time.]

Of course the wine would be on the other side of the room. With my coat, with my PCD. Of course. Nothing is simple here, no. Never.