Regardless of your opinions of me, the fact stands: we have similar enemies. That puts us in a rather unique position, doesn't it? A way we can both win, a way to ensure this subjective "mostly" is an objective "completely". Because I could easily fall in line and despise you, Amon, but what benefit would either of us reap then? Isn't that right, my friend?
It's a gift. I will not refuse a non-bender's offer of aid, even from a treacherous snake like you. If you wish to join our cause, we will accept you. But know this, Tarrlok:
[the eyes behind the mask find tarrlok's, and hold their gaze like a vice.]
Betray me at your own peril. If you think I've already done all I can to you, you're wrong.
I -- [Whoops that voice breaks again. Message received. Normally a man as slippery as this guy wouldn't cringe at threats from threatening people, BUT AMON IS SPECIAL. And even the smell of opportunity won't save Tarrlok from squealing under the wheel.] -- I want a life back. Some life, any life. [He's trembling from a cocktail of fear and rage and despair. It's a bit pathetic, watching him unfurl like this, but who could refuse front row seats?] She ruined everything I had built, and you stole away my only independent chance.
[what's going on behind that mask? is amon glad to see a once-powerful bender squirming under his thumb? disgusted? uncaring? whatever his feelings on the man, amon is keeping them to himself.]
I believe that you are telling me the truth. For your own sake, I hope that belief is not mistaken.
[and hey, look at this: there's a hand outstretched towards tarrlok. who said amon was all threats and fury? tarrlok isn't the only one who knows how to butter people up.]
We will destroy her, Tarrlok. We will take everything she loves from her and leave her with nothing, until the last spark of hope dies in her eyes.
[He blames Korra deeply. His thoughts leak from quick quirks of expression, from the widening of his eyes to the rising corners of his mouth. He blames her for everything. Unfairly, unjustly, extremely. And it's so much easier to displace any anger at Amon onto the Avatar, because Tarrlok would never have been put in that position without her -- of this he convinces himself.
He eyes that hand, thoughtfully.]
I really do want to be there.
[Another second passes, but by now it's merely a theatrical hesitation. His fingers soon grip around Amon's hand, an implied pact.]
When she falls, I want to watch every piece crumble.
Of course. When the time comes, the whole world will see the end of the Avatar legacy... but aid me, and you will have the pleasure of a front-row seat.
[amon's grip is firm, and his eyes as cold as steel.]
[He doesn't let go of that hand. And for the first time since he's spoken, he smirks.
Always a good sign, that.]
A world without benders, a world born so abruptly will inevitably create a power void. Such is the consequence of revolutions, the structure of society embeds certain functions for certain classes. What, if I may inquire, are you going to institute within that void?
There's no denying that there will be... unrest. The people will be lost, confused. But those among the ranks of the Equalists have been seeking this for some time. It will fall to us to assume the mantle of leadership, and guide the public to a better tomorrow.
Your concern is understandable. But I ask you, Amon, to whom could I betray you? Republic City would sooner imprison even a former bloodbender than champion him, whatever his redeeming deeds.
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There's a fine line between "ambitious" and "overconfident". You crossed it long ago, my friend.
And I wouldn't say "mostly".
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[Yes that's what he calls it. Diplomacy.]
Regardless of your opinions of me, the fact stands: we have similar enemies. That puts us in a rather unique position, doesn't it? A way we can both win, a way to ensure this subjective "mostly" is an objective "completely". Because I could easily fall in line and despise you, Amon, but what benefit would either of us reap then? Isn't that right, my friend?
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[the eyes behind the mask find tarrlok's, and hold their gaze like a vice.]
Betray me at your own peril. If you think I've already done all I can to you, you're wrong.
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I need this, now. I need this.
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I believe that you are telling me the truth. For your own sake, I hope that belief is not mistaken.
[and hey, look at this: there's a hand outstretched towards tarrlok. who said amon was all threats and fury? tarrlok isn't the only one who knows how to butter people up.]
We will destroy her, Tarrlok. We will take everything she loves from her and leave her with nothing, until the last spark of hope dies in her eyes.
Stand with me, and you will be there to see it.
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He eyes that hand, thoughtfully.]
I really do want to be there.
[Another second passes, but by now it's merely a theatrical hesitation. His fingers soon grip around Amon's hand, an implied pact.]
When she falls, I want to watch every piece crumble.
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[amon's grip is firm, and his eyes as cold as steel.]
That is a promise.
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Always a good sign, that.]
A world without benders, a world born so abruptly will inevitably create a power void. Such is the consequence of revolutions, the structure of society embeds certain functions for certain classes. What, if I may inquire, are you going to institute within that void?
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[in short: I'm in charge.]
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