Private Conversations with the Lady
Jan. 5th, 2020 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
soulspice[Welcome to the Lady's...not home far from home, but it's a place she tolerates. The moment you enter it's clear she did her best to make this office in the bookstore a place she approves.
Outfitted with an overly plush chair on a rather elaborate rug, the desk is overflowing with countless books stacked everywhere, with everything serving as a makeshift bookshelf including an errant fax machine. The Lady seems to have tried her best to make the amenities up to her standards: there’s a tray with a teapot, notes everywhere written with confusing ciphers, and what seems to be an attempt to make a generator, but wasn’t completed.
Where the Lady sits it’s far more orderly, facing the door and giving her the high ground against anyone who enters. On the far wall hangs a large portrait of the Lady, adding character and additional charm. Truly, this is the office of someone who wants you to feel small before her presence.
And, there on her chair, there she is. When the door opened she turned her head towards you, seeing who it was. Invariably of who it is, she sighs like this is a big interruption of her work, and keeps writing and drawing]
Don't touch anything and make sure you don't track mud in. If you have any complaints go see Rembrandt.
[She didn't even look up while saying that. So, what brings you to her office today?]
Outfitted with an overly plush chair on a rather elaborate rug, the desk is overflowing with countless books stacked everywhere, with everything serving as a makeshift bookshelf including an errant fax machine. The Lady seems to have tried her best to make the amenities up to her standards: there’s a tray with a teapot, notes everywhere written with confusing ciphers, and what seems to be an attempt to make a generator, but wasn’t completed.
Where the Lady sits it’s far more orderly, facing the door and giving her the high ground against anyone who enters. On the far wall hangs a large portrait of the Lady, adding character and additional charm. Truly, this is the office of someone who wants you to feel small before her presence.
And, there on her chair, there she is. When the door opened she turned her head towards you, seeing who it was. Invariably of who it is, she sighs like this is a big interruption of her work, and keeps writing and drawing]
Don't touch anything and make sure you don't track mud in. If you have any complaints go see Rembrandt.
[She didn't even look up while saying that. So, what brings you to her office today?]
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:42 am (UTC)[Curious comparison, she expected a livestock-oriented metaphor, hah!]
If you're so interested in having a few of them for yourself I'm sure I can arrange something -- but surely they can't be as tempting and possibly well-cooked as moi!
[Inwardly she cringes, she can't believe she said something like that, but apparently the thought of Rembrandt siding with the subjects spooked her enough for that]
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:58 am (UTC)Please. If I was interested in simply gorging myself I could easily do so at a moment's notice. [ Okay maybe not right now because he's leashed, but then again it's entirely possible he could nom a few souls before she got a wrangle on him. Not that he would do such a thing, which is his whole point.
After a beat he relaxes. ]
You never change, my Lady. [ ... ] They aren't, largely. One of them did offer me his soul for a paltry price, but he's far from my type.
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Date: 2020-02-06 02:05 am (UTC)[There can't be someone here who is that stupid, can there?]
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Date: 2020-02-06 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-02-06 02:49 am (UTC)[The Lady scowls]
Yes! I order you to indulge my curiosity, assistant Rembrandt Meijer!
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Date: 2020-02-06 02:52 am (UTC)Iago. In exchange for carrying out an execution of a certain someone in a particular manner, should it come to that, he all but offered me his soul.
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Date: 2020-02-06 03:13 am (UTC)[The Lady sits on her chair, a comical expression of uncertainty crossing her face]
That's strangely disappointing. What was he thinking?
[Exchanging his soul for something as paltry as that? Wow. Maybe he's not as good of a tactician as she thought he was]
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Date: 2020-02-06 06:58 pm (UTC)Don't tell me you've forgotten what you did to poor Yuzuru after you found yourself in the throws of rage?
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Date: 2020-02-06 09:23 pm (UTC)Th-That was different! I had a reason to want him dead, for the sake of secrecy! Iago would gain nothing from indulging anything he may have thought when enraged.
[She crosses her arms, standing up, to get onto a more even position against Rembrandt]
Besides, I doubt you demons are immune to rage when pushed hard enough!
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Date: 2020-02-07 04:13 am (UTC)You did, but there was no need to make a spectacle of it. If they were just a bit faster, he would have still been alive when they found you, and then I would have had to take matters into my own hands. [ Or so to say that despite how terrible most of the remaining survivors are, few people would just watch someone get strangled. It would have been a whole mess. ]
Would you like to find out?