Thursday, February 18, 2016

[Script] Revolution Number Eight - Page 8

Scene: Esme Euphrasia and Agent Chwech in the room again, this time entirely from Esme's perspective looking at Chwech, faint wisps of smoke coming from her perspective, without actually showing her smoking.

Esme: Your betters are getting impatient.

Chwech: Don't you find that codename ironic?

Esme: I don't understand what you mean?

Chwech: Well they're all old aristocracy from before the war.

Esme: Every oversight committee is before the war.

Chwech: The first one.

Esme: There is a limited supply of the anti agathic

Chwech: Yes, I'm sure there is.  (beat)
Don't worry.  They're close.

Esme: They better be.



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