tenebraecious | (no subject)

Then, we must extract them all.

[taking a deep breath, straightening up]

Wake him.

[well.

guess he will just go over and punch him-- that'll wake him up.]

[ that will do it!

he awakens with a start -- and shakes his head as he does, getting his bearings, already out of sorts with how he has to shift his feet to maintain his balance ]

Ardyn.

I do not wish this to last longer than it must, but it is your choice how much you will endure.

It helps that we already know some of 'em.

Good to see you again, Absinthe.

-- well well!

[ he manages as he strains to find his footing, laughter somewhat breathless. ]

This is beyond what I would ever expect from you, miss Glacies. What do you hope to accomplish, exactly?

[internally hating everything ever, externally keeping her expression even]

I want to know what you have been doing here. Who you have harmed, what schemes you have imagined.

[and he's the one who's done the setup.]

I'm just here to help.

And what will you do if I do not comply? Torture me? Kill Alexander?

You hardly seem the sort.

For you, I can learn. I have been too delicate in dealing with you for long enough.

And if she doesn't, I can. It's not like she's got any control over what my robot assistant does.

[ there's a low laugh, and he tries to lean back as much as he's afforded the ability to. ]

Well, whatever you choose, do get on with it. I would not wish to be left hanging.

[ grandpa jokes! ]

You don't plan to even consider speaking?

[he keeps quiet for the moment, until he feels the right time to interject]

I am not feeling especially cooperative at the moment.

[considering Absinthe for a beat before looking to Jason]

Alexander or Ardyn, which do you prefer?

Alexander.

[without hesitation.]

He came running, and this is pretty clearly an attempt to get us pissed off enough at him to forget about him.

Oh, poor Alexander. I suppose this is what all of his sentiment earns him.

He is more scared for you.

[nodding to Jason]

Very well. Please, keep me informed.

[he shrugs.]

I dunno. Depends on what he's worth to you, what his sentiment earns him.

A little confessional with the pope? That's lighter than what I'd say you deserve.

[and then he steps back, and to Glacies,]

I'll keep you up to date.

[ he ignores Jason - - and he's still smiling, too, even as he has to shift his footing again. ]

Of course, that does sound like him. I'd say his sentimentality is almost to a fault.

Thank you.

[once jason is gone]

What are you hoping to gain, Ardyn? Alexander, Aera, and I are all desperate to give you peace. You labored alone for so long and to what end?

[ that name!! Absinthe's lips curl a bit more unpleasantly. ]

If you desperate to give me peace this is an odd way to show it. Have I not made it clear yet that I desire my own end?

You have. Yet there is often much more involved in your efforts. What have you done to pursue it here?

I cannot find things to occupy myself in the meantime, hmm?

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