Private Conversations with the Lady
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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?]
i'm laughing so hard omg
Date: 2020-01-14 02:22 am (UTC)Wow, Rean's face sure looked like it slowly turned kind of red from the amount of embarrassment. Like, holy shit. Because he did just look like a fool because of this being the end result.
He'll just plop down right on the desk as well, looking tired, embarrassed, and put out. ]
...Really?
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Date: 2020-01-14 02:29 am (UTC)[She pats her marshmallow cannon]
This may seem silly to you, but in terms of engineering this is proof of my superlative abilities. [She sounds so damn proud] And I love the sound of someone who is terrified for their life.
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Date: 2020-01-14 03:31 am (UTC)[ He'll pick up the big marshmallow and toss it right back at her. She can have it back if she liked it so much.
It's also absolutely harmless, so he knew he was in the green here. ]
Just as much as you love the sound of your voice, right? I'd also tell you that if you loved your voice and 'superlative abilities' so much, you should just marry them, but I know that's impossible.
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Date: 2020-01-14 03:38 am (UTC)But I'm already married! I can't be unfaithful to my wretched husband with myself, can I?
[Don't give her ideas, Rean. She'd find a way to do that, haha!]
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Date: 2020-01-14 04:07 pm (UTC)Since when were you taking that in stride?
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Date: 2020-01-15 03:12 am (UTC)[Apparently the Lady has no limits, haha! She puts the cannon on her desk]
Regardless, I needed something to stay busy with. It may be hard for you to imagine, but while I wait for it all to continue I have some free time. It's what happens when you know rather well what you're doing, darling.
[It's the pain of being efficient]
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Date: 2020-01-15 01:42 pm (UTC)[ He was caught between 'vaguely surprised' and 'not so much'. That being said...there had been something on his mind before the marshmallow shenanigans. ]
You may be also rather good at what you're doing, but I have to wonder what was the reason for that attitude you had when you were taking care of Kyousuke. It seemed a little over the top, even for you.
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Date: 2020-01-15 02:06 pm (UTC)That's none of your concern.
[...well she can't leave that up to speculation, she figures. May as well say a word or two]
I wanted him gone, so I did. [She sighs] Believe me, I'd have loved to take my time, but I was fed up with him already. Not that he was entirely frustrating -- his actions were quite valuable.
[In many ways, really. Thanks for being a killer, Hyoubu]
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Date: 2020-01-16 01:26 am (UTC)...I'm surprised you thought he was rather valuable. You guys didn't really seem to get along?
[ Or was it just that he actually caved in and killed someone that made him valuable at all, because he figured that might be it too. ]</small
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Date: 2020-01-16 01:38 am (UTC)[She smiled wistfully]
Like him. Kyousuke Hyoubu was a nuisance, but he did his part.
[Looks like she doesn't intend to go into detail about what she means]
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Date: 2020-01-16 01:49 am (UTC)[ He's dealt with vague people like Ouroboros before, so he wondered if that was all to it. It was always like pulling teeth to get an answer from them, but he had to be certain if it was what he thought it was. ]
Did his part in falling for your incentive, you mean?
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Date: 2020-01-16 03:21 am (UTC)[The Lady is grinning, but it's unpleasant. She must be feeling really triumphant about something]