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interstellar55552016-03-14 06:33 pm
giglio_madonna) wrote in interstellar55552016-03-14 06:33 pm
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007 ✽ Bubbles in the Wine
Who: Luce and practically anyone that's had CR with her
What: On another side of town, it's a different mafioso's birthday.
When: March 14, in the evening
Where:
Warnings: None planned
Since the start of the month, those who know her even faintly will find themselves contacted one way or another to let them know that they were invited to a birthday party on the 14th. There's no pressure, of course, and there's no need to bring gifts.
Luce finds that she'd be perfectly content just seeing all the people she hasn't been able to see for ages now.
Today is finally the day, and the location? The top floors of the exclusive hotel Sol, which is quite an impressive feat. When the invitees step inside, they'll see why. It's taken Luce constant persuading for this for months now, inbetween everything else she's had to do lately, but goodness knows if she isn't willful. On various tables that are kept carefully restocked, one can find various rice and lamb dishes, plus plenty of piping hot bread including some that's stuffed with all manner of delicious things. Fortunately for Luce's continued existence, she didn't make all of it.
...Besides the cookies. Those she made. And the cake? That'll come later, of course.
There's more than just food and conversation, however. Everyone who comes in will be invited to participate in a little game. Somewhere hidden in the party are various small golden eggs. If you bring one to Luce, you get a prize of some sort. Feel free to note that "bring" is the key word and not necessarily "find". Take that as you will.
What: On another side of town, it's a different mafioso's birthday.
When: March 14, in the evening
Where:
Warnings: None planned
Since the start of the month, those who know her even faintly will find themselves contacted one way or another to let them know that they were invited to a birthday party on the 14th. There's no pressure, of course, and there's no need to bring gifts.
Luce finds that she'd be perfectly content just seeing all the people she hasn't been able to see for ages now.
Today is finally the day, and the location? The top floors of the exclusive hotel Sol, which is quite an impressive feat. When the invitees step inside, they'll see why. It's taken Luce constant persuading for this for months now, inbetween everything else she's had to do lately, but goodness knows if she isn't willful. On various tables that are kept carefully restocked, one can find various rice and lamb dishes, plus plenty of piping hot bread including some that's stuffed with all manner of delicious things. Fortunately for Luce's continued existence, she didn't make all of it.
...Besides the cookies. Those she made. And the cake? That'll come later, of course.
There's more than just food and conversation, however. Everyone who comes in will be invited to participate in a little game. Somewhere hidden in the party are various small golden eggs. If you bring one to Luce, you get a prize of some sort. Feel free to note that "bring" is the key word and not necessarily "find". Take that as you will.
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[Gardens and art and riches, all over a basement designed for torture and imprisonment. For some reason, it's all quite familiar to her.]
[Her voice lowers to a murmur.]
Oh no, I broke something Mister Blanche quite liked... but you know, it ended out helping the most beautiful woman, so I can't be too upset.
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So you did go against him, huh?
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[Haru's absence, Marty's wrist, the way they'd pried open their own minds...]
...I tried to keep that from happening, but I suppose that wasn't good enough.
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Yeah. Doesn't really sound like the kind of thing you pull off without a cost.
[He glances away, and then shuts his eyes.]
Haru is gone now. Figure that's related?
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[Lips thinning, Luce thinks onto information she'd heard only a few days ago.]
Have you heard about what Greg did...?
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That depends. What particular thing are we talking about?
[There is an ever so slightly terse edge to that question.]
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He broke into Virgo's basement.
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Oh yeah? What'd he find? Hope it was good.
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[Oh dear, look at all the fucks she seems to have dropped...]
So I take it you didn't know?
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[He shrugs his shoulders in the most loaded way possible.]
Greg and I haven't really been on speaking terms recently.
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May I ask what happened...?
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...Greg is getting himself into some bad shit, I'm pretty sure. I guess I just saw the way the wind was blowing, and...
[There's almost a note of shame.]
...Knew it wasn't going to work out.
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[Or, rather, she managed to get the poor guy alone and grill him. People like Greg are the people she's most concerned about, and it shows in her voice.]
He needs someone on hand to help keep him from doing anything foolish, but... It's worrying. [Sigh.] I can't tell if his position or mine is worse.