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scien brofiise。 ([personal profile] egodist) wrote2024-02-24 11:31 am
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-24 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[sir your ARM. why are you like this.

maybe to her credit she only pauses a little when she walks in and beholds scien lackofabrofist at the bar being himself. it's really a whole sight to see. and then she makes her way over, and raises a brow back.]


What did you do? [why bleed]
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-24 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[god. okay. she will sit down!]

Depends. Red? [...] A blood... sample?

[why do you need that... medical science in solistia is like, herbs and holy magic.]
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[it's a very clear explanation, and she's interested in it the same way she's always fascinated to hear about castti's mixtures and poultices.

she takes a glass, swirling it absently.]


Interesting. [she says, thoughtfully.] And have you discovered anything yet? Or is this a work in progress?
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
I see.

[and - at the question, her lips twitch at the corners.]

Fun, yes. Practical, no.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. It's common in criminal organizations for the top of the chain to keep their subordinates on very, very tight leashes.

[not that she has experience with that or anything]

For the amount of leaves they're offering to pay us, it seems unlikely to me that everything is above board.
Edited (FANTASY MONEY!!) 2024-02-25 01:58 (UTC)
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Puppets.

[she says, after a moment.]

The one I spoke to seemed to have no control over anything. They just offered to pass my complaints along up the ladder. [which to her is basically the same as saying i'll see if i can find it in the back.]
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[she takes a sip of wine.]

I also find myself disappointed. [she reaches up to adjust the collar around her neck.] There must be some way to send us back without having to endure eight weeks of nonsense.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[she's also thought about that - but she's distracted by his question!

and just shrugs. she doesn't seem to mind - it's not really a secret, so much.]


... It's a collar. If I take it off, it will flood my system with a fast acting, incurable poison, and I'll die.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
They were. [she says, with a hint of ice, and then:] Yes. But it isn't that easy. If it were, I would have done it a long time ago.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Yes.

[HELP THE WAY IT IS THOUGH]

It would take some measure of sawing to get through it. Not that it would matter. Anything sharp will set it off.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[the tap actually does make her smile, a bit!]

... Thanks.

[as for the rest:] No. I'm not sure. Like I said. The top of the chain keeps the leash tight.
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[personal profile] naeddre 2024-02-25 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
I appreciate that. [genuinely.] But I must do it. I have to take my freedom myself, with my own two hands. Only then will it feel... right.

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