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[bluediligence]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon
Where: Anywhere

[ If the morning's trial hadn't been miserable enough … ]

[ Now it's raining! And it's still so foggy you can barely see your own feet. ]

Comments

[voreaciously]

A)

[80H can either be found in the garden car, tending to what's there, in the library reading, or in the lounge crocheting. She can also be found practising her sword and naginata work in the training hall. These last couple of days have been a bit of a wild ride and she's looking for distractions.

She is looking much better, though.]


B)

[She is soaking wet and seated in the lounge, drip drip dripping onto the floor. She does not do anything.]

A

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow walks into the training hall, appearing to be unarmed until he reaches behind his back and pulls out his double saber from... somewhere. He glances over at 80H and grins. ]

And hello to you.

[voreaciously]

[She knows how this goes by now to know he's armed (seriously how does that work?)

but she falters upon seeing him. just for a moment.]

Ah--good afternoon!

[bad_crowmance]

Good afternoon! How goes the world domination plans?

[ He's really just heading straight for the kill.

...Well, it's up to her whether that's less awkward than bringing up the condition she was in after the last Trial (and yes, he did notice). ]

1/2

[voreaciously]

[Straight through the heart!]

2/2

[voreaciously]

Ah, well, with respect to that, I was not quite myself...

[someone help her.]

[bad_crowmance]

Really? I had no idea!

[voreaciously]

Crow-han!

[bad_crowmance]

Awwww don't worry, I thought it was cute. And I'm always up for hearing how perfect I am.

[voreaciously]

Of course, you are.

[bad_crowmance]

It's too bad I didn't record any of it.

[voreaciously]

Crow-han, you shameless--shameless turkey. They got you right, at least! An entire country that's just one large casino with men and women in scantily-designed uniforms!

[bad_crowmance]

Nah, I wouldn't wanna run my own country. Too much work!

[voreaciously]

So it something you might do surprisingly well. Understood.

[because he's






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[bad_crowmance]

Oh, I could do it if I wanted to. But I don't want to! It sounds way to dull for me.

[voreaciously]

It is a lot of work...[almost sounds like she knows what she's talking about, but she adds smoothly.]

then don't run a dull place, Assistant.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He refuses to be baited! ]

It's not a matter of the place being dull, it's the realities of keeping it running smoothly, O Evil Overlord. It seems like something much better suited to someone who enjoys hard work.

Like... you!

[voreaciously]

As if you would not do your best to do just that and enjoy it if you had to compete against someone.

[bad_crowmance]

I think you underestimate how much I don't want that kind of responsibility.

[voreaciously]

[She raises her hand in a conciliatory gesture.]

Perhaps, I do.

[She says it lightly.



She has an idea.]

[bad_crowmance]

I still think you'd do a great job, though.

[voreaciously]

No...that is very much beyond me.

[She sounds a little distant, perhaps even...slightly melancholy.

Before she perks up and anything of that tone is gone.]

That is to say, you have to be rather competently social and charismatic to hold any seat of government. [She spins her naginata idly.] I am a disaster.

[She is, at least (she thinks) self-aware in this respect.]

The matter of your perfection is grossly up for debate, however, you can be charming. Occasionally.