test... drive...?
[ WHOEVER YOU ARE, wherever you sleep: there is a cat in your bed.
or. well. something that looks sort of like one...? if cats were four and a half feet tall and roughly humanoid. um. ]
or. well. something that looks sort of like one...? if cats were four and a half feet tall and roughly humanoid. um. ]
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[He pauses a moment but goes back to trying to get himself in order.]
[And like this is the perfectly natural progression of things and not all out of order, he asks with charm and gentle inquisition.]
And who are you?
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My name is Lucky.
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Hm, that reminds me of someone. Well, I hope you have a very nice nap.
[He's going to get up and throw on his cape and adjust his clothes so he looks kingly enough for paperwork.]
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Where are you going?
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[He is just. Completely unconcerned it seems.]
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That's very kind of you, but I think I'm done as well.
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That would also be very kind of you.
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[He goes to the door, speaks with someone outside and then goes to a different door and opens it into his office, where he goes to sit at his desk, covered in mountains of paperwork.]
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It would be inconvenient otherwise.
[ ...that looks really boring... washing his face and contemplating that ]
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(sorry, Sion.) (no he's not.)
waiting until the servant is gone to drop the glamour and sort of. mentally poking Sion. it feels something like the abrupt jerk to alertness one can sometimes have while drifting off ]
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Lucile.
[Lucky won't sense any presence at all, nor see anything. But Sion is clearly addressing someone.]
Wait.
[And his focus is on Lucky now, but the gentle tone is a little colder, more businesslike and distant.]
Is the food not to your liking?
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I haven't tried it yet. I assumed that since two trays were brought one was intended for you.
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It's all right, Lucile.
[Still talking to thin air. Still nothing, he seems to be addressing thin air as his eyes focus on Lucky.]
What magic are you using? It reminds me of Ebra Crypt, but you don't look like you have cursed eyes. Were you a human experiment?
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I don't have magic in the sense that you use the term...? And I am merely patterned off of humans. I am not human myself.
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Hm. What, may I ask, are you?
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I was intended to be a weapon. However, I am currently on strike, or perhaps "absent without leave."
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[It's a mountain. It'll take hours.]
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