Patricia Williams
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As it turned out, Selene's engagement WAS news to monsieur Dantes. Thankfully, he had retained enough presence of mind not to shout, but... yeah. Right now, he and Selene are discussing things in one of the cabins, after a very tense hissyfit at each other. I... have a suspicion they're pretty used to solving their problems like this. Aaaanyway, I'm going to... Nevermind, Dantes just poked out and asked me to come and join them for the discussion. I... suppose. "So." - I begin, as soon as the door is…-
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As it turned out, Edmon Dantes IS interested in the admiralty position. He is obviously cautious about it, and given what I managed to gather about his interactions with local nobles, he has more than enough reasons to be, but I have had already bought myself a lot of goodwill by dealing with him up front and financing his fleet expansion. Not to mention he is absolutely smitten with all the new ship schematics I've given him. He introduces me to the dockmaster, one Jose Faria. Apparently, monsieur Faria…
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...I may have not quite thought it through. I mean, yeah, a great time was had by everyone, but I just signed myself for more work... Admittedly, I'd have to do this sooner or later regardless, I just moved up the timescale. By a lot. Oh well. The good part is, my harem is awed, my guests are awed and the whole royal palace is awed in the background. While it devolves into everyone doing something for a while, we all eventually settle down at the table and pizza is brought out. Which prompts hungry looks…
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Dweezil straightened his ceremonial robes and sighed. They had arrived to Evergreens late in the evening, and were spared from the necessity of saying anything beyond "yes we succeeded". However, now he was to make a full report of what he saw and learned in Parsee. Next to him, Sparrow Jack fidgeted in his own robes. While Dweezil's set was well worn in, Sparrow Jack had used his all of three times, two of which were his own naming ceremony and soul aria recital. This was literally the first time he was…
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It takes quite a while for everyone to get enough of the view. I have four looking glasses, and I passed them all around, people pointing stuff out to each other. In a way, it is good that they are preoccupied, because a copperphone is wobbling in my pocket. Direct line to the king. Figures he'd call me to find out what the hell is going on. "Hello, your highness." - I murr into the receiver. "Lady Gillespie! Thank gods." - he sounds worried - "I have just received a report that... something had ascended…
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Roxy sidles behind me and starts rubbing my head once the door behind Ivan closes. The guy has... an infuriating combination of boneheadedness and jumping to conclusions, multiplied by his willingness to translate conversation into a fistfight at a moment's notice. At times, I was sorely tempted to just let him start swinging and use it as a pretext to beat the everloving shit out of him. Thankfully, the "crush coal into diamond" trick had given him enough of a pause to at least start with shouting instead…
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So... Roxy and the visitor who apparently goes by Ivan are hugging it out. And if my impromptu DNA comparison is of any worth, they're related. That.. is not as awkward as I feared... Then again, if Roxy DID have a lover she left behind when she got kidnapped, I imagine she'd tell me before getting into a relationship with me. At least, if it was a lover she could see resuming romance with, at least. Anyways, not important. I pick up the ledger from the floor and begin to leaf through it, seeking the horse…
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Oh shit shit shit shit shit. This is... not good. Not good. The hell is wrong with me, why did I get so irritated over a minor thing?... Admittedly, I have had been on edge lately, dealing with all the shits around... And I'm touchy about anyone impugning on my wives, but still, why did I go straight ahead for a mind-whammy?... This... Is NOT GOOD. If I were your stereotypical manga protagonist, I would run out right now and stage the whole production about not trusting myself with powers, and... yeah,…
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The lessons pass like they're greased. Admittedly, I have a lot on my mind. As always. The tools I promised to sirs Malachi and Pasteur? Packed, that's fine. Elven delegation? No word yet, but I had my own word with servants and the door attendants now know that if elves show up, they are to be escorted to Moon Unit's room, to avoid any unneeded altercations. Well, the elves themselves would be told it as 'we were expecting you, please come with us'. Make them feel important and all that simple jazz. Moon…
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Klaus looked at the calendar and grinned. Truth to tell, he began to grow fond of those little peeks. Lady Gillespie had proved herself to be an enigma beyond everything he had ever encountered, and the things scrying gave back? Just out of this world. Literally, maybe. He had commissioned a wall board and a number of small nails so that he could organize his scrying results and other accompanying info. Differently colored threads provided a handy way to connect them. So far, he was not able to unite…
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