Heimerdinger had a way of making everyone feel like he had it all under control. He was reasonable and wise and positive and supportive, but it was a lot of talk. Not a lot of action. When Jayce got to see more closely how dysfunctional their government was, how many things were going wrong or going missing with no one caring at all to look into it, it put everything in a new light.
"No, although he was mad there I didn't listen, he told me I'd just get a slap on the wrist if I lied about the magic." Heimerdinger felt then that he had to teach Jayce a lesson, not only for going against him, but because he brought up something that could lead to questions. And he never wanted anyone to do that, not when he'd already said no. Jayce exploded into an explanation in the trial, that much is clear, he had a rehearsed speech of what to say. But his spirit is not so easy to squash.
"My friend is sick. Very sick." He doesn't use the word dying but it's there in his tone, the heaviness of the reality facing them every day. "We found something that might have been a way to help him, using science similar to our project, and he wanted us to destroy it. He said it was too dangerous." So it was Viktor's life in the balance, and for Jayce, that made it very simple. "I ... had him kicked off the Council so he couldn't stop us." Jayce out-maneuvered him, a better politician than he ever thought possible.
It's hard not to feel guilt over that, but it was a desperate situation. "He also was turning a blind eye to everything wrong with our city. He was overly cautious and controlling." Jayce sighs, crossing his arms against his chest. "He was like a second father to me, I didn't want to hurt him, but we couldn't see eye to eye anymore."
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"No, although he was mad there I didn't listen, he told me I'd just get a slap on the wrist if I lied about the magic." Heimerdinger felt then that he had to teach Jayce a lesson, not only for going against him, but because he brought up something that could lead to questions. And he never wanted anyone to do that, not when he'd already said no. Jayce exploded into an explanation in the trial, that much is clear, he had a rehearsed speech of what to say. But his spirit is not so easy to squash.
"My friend is sick. Very sick." He doesn't use the word dying but it's there in his tone, the heaviness of the reality facing them every day. "We found something that might have been a way to help him, using science similar to our project, and he wanted us to destroy it. He said it was too dangerous." So it was Viktor's life in the balance, and for Jayce, that made it very simple. "I ... had him kicked off the Council so he couldn't stop us." Jayce out-maneuvered him, a better politician than he ever thought possible.
It's hard not to feel guilt over that, but it was a desperate situation. "He also was turning a blind eye to everything wrong with our city. He was overly cautious and controlling." Jayce sighs, crossing his arms against his chest. "He was like a second father to me, I didn't want to hurt him, but we couldn't see eye to eye anymore."