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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 18, 2018 13:41:45 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"Mmm, you should... A man doesn't need to know how to talk, but he still should." Lekalis mused, speaking distantly, as if over some distant channel as he read through the paper with his own growing perplexed look.
"I could teach you sometime, if you've the time?" He proposed before looking down to the drawers Tilly mentioned, making to move himself habitually, unsure as to whether or not he was rightly in the way as he resumed reading posthaste.
The papyrus seemed to have more words than possible, given the intensity of Lekalis' reading.
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/Sicherlein/
"Really? You think that hat is pretty?" She asked with a salty incredulity as she scoffed and looked away again, finding it impossible to look at such a fool.
"I'm fine." She insisted, quietly, almost to her self as she pulled her knees up and under her chin, though she rested her cheek on her knees to look sidelong to a distant wall, imagining what powers she'd need to phase through it and be free.
She didn't doubt it's what the Raven sent to slay her would do.
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 18, 2018 18:22:46 GMT -8
Meriwether eyed the mercenary skeptically-- as skeptically as he could while leaning over to rummage through a wooden cabinet.
"Why would you do that?" He queried, shifting aside a blunted pair of scissors and some tin ointment to reach for the roll of gauze. Pinching his fingers carefully about one end of the roll, he took the scissors in the other hand and extended both to Tilly, who gladly accepted it and began to snip off a generous portion.
"I never needed to read before..." He amended, more to himself than for the sake of any protest against the prospect of learning.
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"Of course I do. You said as much." Tilly hummed, folding up the gauze into a thick square with perhaps more care than one her would-be killer would typically beget, but in a way she felt sympathy for her.
She didn't enjoy causing unneeded pain to others, and gone were the days that she saw it as a necessary evil.
Tilly sat the square on the space of the bed just in front of her feet and tucked knees for Sicherlein to take, though at an ample distance away from her and her chains.
She was still dangerous.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 18, 2018 18:39:47 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"... Oh, in part because I rather like teaching folk how to read." He reminisced, letting the letter down for a moment to relax his eyes; it was a strange cypher, and it hurt his mind, which was to be expected, but even his eyes hurt from the strain. Lekalis chewed on his cheek for a moment, thinking on a particular set of letters used, before tending to the task again with a huff.
He continued his words as well,
"But, I could do with a fair dedicated guard..." Lekalis paused again, looking to Meriwether,
"... Tilly explained the situation to you?" He assumed, with a scoff he shook his head.
"The Heir won't bother to protect me... Well, no more than any average citizen. But I've a rather dedicated threat on my person... A threat that demands a touch more than an average protection." He subtly complimented with a cool smile as he glanced to Meriwether.
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/Sicherlein/
"I lied." She declared boldly, snootily, as she toed the square of bandage to her hand and made to awkwardly hunch and stow it under her armpit; holding it fast there by clamping the arm down over it, she hugged her knees again and managed to gather enough stamina to put some daggers behind her eyes, so to speak.
She wondered if that was how they'd do it.
Sicherlein cleared her throat and sniffled,
"Your hat reminds me of the moronic sea-farers who fled the Old World. Still, I suppose the brim of that hat is straighter than your teeth."
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 19, 2018 2:35:24 GMT -8
The proposition deeply discomforted Meriwether, who found himself at a crossroads of interest.
Handed back the gauze and the scissors, he hummed in pained thought as he stowed them away.
"I'm... not s'posed to give any one citizen special treatment." His brows knitted together in turmoil.
"We're doing all we can to get to the bottom of this."
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Tilly had expected as much a response from the woman. Her feelings were untouched by the malice; it was Sicherlein's only weapon left, after all.
It got her talking, to... she'd feel more bold, likely.
"Ah... my poor pride. I'll never recover." Tilly slipped her hands back into her pockets, stepping back to lean against the bedpost.
"I'm shocked, really, that you've yet to mention my nose, or my frame."
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Post by Shinzon on Jul 19, 2018 3:56:30 GMT -8
"Do you ever shut up?" growled the woman out of irritation. "Keep running your mouth off. You don't know shit about the afterlife, that business is up to the Gods." With a huff, she kept walking towards the exit, feeling very infuriated. "Yeah, right. Nuns." The word is spoken with distaste, and clear disdain. "They'd find themselves in a shallow grave next to yours. They can't fight for shit."
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Post by Kidney on Jul 19, 2018 12:58:19 GMT -8
Leoman chuckled, shrugging, "Alright, Alright. I'll let ya go."
He turned, wholly happy with the conversation before one last biting set of words came to mind. "You know, no matter how you hard you try to scare people, you're still shite at it." He chuckled, waving over his shoulder as he made his way over to an exit away from hers, attempting to come out the side of the Sanatarium.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 19, 2018 14:53:44 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"Mmm... Right." He huffed haphazardly as he nodded and folded the piece of parchment back over itself, raising a brow as he held it out to Meriwether to take.
"Most of the letter talks about gibberish, fluff to hide the most important info--" Lekalis looked over to Sicherlein, keeping an eye on her as she spoke with Tilly. His suspicions were confirmed, and he felt a queer sense of pity for the woman.
"--She'll be put into prison for the murder of several nobles if she leaves this Estate. She's here to make sure I'm docile, or dead... And she's got a hideaway near the Guild Hall, in the alley to the left of the entrance, beneath a lantern and two barrels that bring shipments for her needs." Lekalis reported with a thin lipped smile; she was far from a proper agent, but she was a person of interest for the Gunsches. Why they tasked her to him, he couldn't rightly piece together... Perhaps in a bid to get two bird with one stone? Kill a Murderer and Usurper in the same breath.
But it's clear she wasn't cut for the job... Lekalis felt a little insulted, even, that they deemed her worthy to try and put him down.
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/Sicherlein/
"Those would be easy... Your nose is obviously jarring and ugly. Like a snowman with a carrot-nose." She gave a brief cackle as she shook her head and sighed, her brows furrowing and her features grew solemn, grim,
"What do you want? To gloat over your victory?"
Sicherlein scoffed, rolling her eyes,
"You only beat me because you took advantage of me... I only meant to warn you." her tone had a touch of pleading, and her eyes glanced to Meriwether.
"When the Gunsches find out you've put me down, they will send more... and they will not be so kind."
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 20, 2018 1:26:23 GMT -8
"That was a bloody threat, not a warning." Tilly scoffed, incredulous, "You cornered me in the night, in an alley no less, and said you'd tell your 'associates' to slay me if I didn't abandon my husband, our house, our heir and all. And when you put your hand on me, you were daft enough to be surprised when I reacted."
She paused, and glanced to Lekalis, listening to him as he spoke and chewing on her own past and present words. Along with the enticing mention of this woman's hideout. It was a pity they'd have to move her out from the building before they could investigate...
"If only I were as willing as you to live by the whim of these Gunsches. I'm sure it was quite convenient for you-- 'til now, of course." Shrugged Tilly, in finality, as she made to step back away from Sicherlein's bed.
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Meriwether gingerly received the parchment, folding it up again to stow in his pocket. He fiercely avoided Sicherlein's gaze.
He'd heard enough of the story and lingered by Sicherlein's side enough by now to know when he was being used.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 20, 2018 13:29:00 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
He watched the small sparring of words between Sicherlein and Tilly with some due interest, though he was particularly more worried about the Gunsches who'd arrive after this wannabe killer.
Lekalis watched Tilly step away from Sicherlein, and felt the need to speak with his beloved; he'd a mind to move Sicherlein, as they'd spoken of beforehand, to the Guildhall as soon as she was able. And, sans the momentary bleeding, she seemed rather capable therein of moving.
Granted, he stopped himself as he took a step towards Tilly; it would be better to wait, he reasoned, t'ill she was done with her inquisition upon the assassin.
He looked to Meriwether with a small, submissive smile and made to rest his derriere on the table again, taking a moment to relish Tilly's stature before turning and tending to Sicherlein's things, hoping to deign some new evidence or clue...
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/Sicherlein/
She huffed, watching Lekalis go about her things; she tried her best to ignore Tilly's words with small distractions but they were just so, frustratingly, small compared to her rebuttals.
"It was still a warning... A warning can be threatening." She pointed out with a smaller voice as she swayed in her cushioned bed. That much, at least, was comfortable. To a degree.
Her spring blue eyes looked up to Tilly, after busying themselves with the shadows, and furrowed her brow;
"It was more convenient than an execution, yes." She sneered, and would have spat if her mouth was not so dry,
"But an execution is more convenient than an inquiry."
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 29, 2018 22:14:35 GMT -8
"I wish I could say I was sorry that my not wanting to be assassinated is inconvenient for you..." Tilly brushed off the dust from the front of her coat in finality; there was not much more information to be glearned from Sicherlein... so far, at least.
She nodded to Meriwether,
"She'll need to be moved to the guild hall as soon as possible-- before tonight. There's at least one other Gunsche, Cassius Cross von Gunsche, in the Sanitarium, here, willing to help her escape. This room won't be secure enough." Finished Tilly, with a small, fleeting glance to Sicherlein.
The boy's brows knitted as he recognized the name-- even saw the figure it belonged to stalking the halls around the room.
Needless to say, it was alarming. He nodded in assent and made a mental promise to move her as soon as the second guard came.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 29, 2018 22:55:21 GMT -8
/Sicherlein/
"He is not a Von Gunsche." Sicherlein declared quickly, with a viciously malicious smirk. Even if she didn't rightly know why... Perhaps it was her new found damnation for surviving.
"His Observatory and study were taken away when his wife divorced him." she pressed on, blurting her exposition while she still had a neck intact.
"He's not even a doctor anymore; he's here for strictly personal gains..." Sicherlein's smirk turned into a satisfied smile, her hands setting to rest in her lap as she turned her chin up just slightly towards Tilly.
"... He won't come for me. He's too scared to face me alone, much less with such a brave and gallant guard." Sicherlein cocked a brow at Lekalis, then to Tilly.
"Our dear Blood Lord seems to have rather dated info..."
/Lekalis/
The Ex-Lord's attentions turned just so, towards Sicherlein at the mention of Cross' Observatory. His brows were furrowed in a moment of rather apparent transparency and shock. The letter forgotten for the time being.
"... Cross would never marry; he hadn't the interest." Lekalis shifted from one foot to the other, looking to Tilly with apology and confusion in his eyes. It was clear he wanted to disprove Sicherlein, though he couldn't see the reason for her to lie... And he couldn't deny the possibility. Cross was a rather ambitious man.
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 29, 2018 23:11:14 GMT -8
Tilly shared a glance with Lekalis and shrugged indifferently; this Cross's history was not of the most express importance to her.
"That tends to happen when you're exiled, it does." Slipping her hands in her pockets, it did occur to her, however, that Lekalis might appreciate more news of Cross and his family.
She'd hope for news from the Avers, anyway.
"Why'd she divorce him?" Asked Tilly with an arch of her blonde brow.
Meriwether shifted in place, mouth pressed into a hard line as though on the verge of speaking, but still uncertain.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 29, 2018 23:20:25 GMT -8
/Sicherlein/
"Cross murdered his Wife's brother." Sicherlein found herself almost drunkenly delighted in sharing such secrets. Though perhaps it was borne from the sensation of control brought with it.
"No one knows why, but some say it was a spat of romantic anger."
Sicherlein's blue eyes flitted to Lekalis, whose features seemed just as indifferent as Tilly's. She swallowed quickly, and rattled on, her accent tripping into her tone,
"You're thinking that... That you'll simply prepare as best you can for the Gunsche assassins to come? That you'll have enough men and women at your side to beat back whatever they throw?" Sicherlein squinted and looked for her words to catch onto the two targetted Lovers.
"I can help you two prepare... They held my Life by a leash; and now you have hold it."
She didn't know why she was asking for her Life to go on... it felt damnably barbaric and animalistic, but the words flowed quicker than her hatred.
"I... may not have succeeded in assassinating you, but maybe I can succeed in... Informing for you? If you kill Cross, I can lie to Oscallion; tell him everything is fine. He trusts me."
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Post by Vanitypirate on Jul 29, 2018 23:49:17 GMT -8
Tilly's sea-green eyes widened in genuine surprise, not of the deeds Cross had done-- in fact, she had expected something suitably repugnant for the Gunsches-- but of Sicherlein's sudden willingness to assist her.
She looked to Lekalis hesitantly, and then back to Sicherlein.
"...Why? You've wanted us dead this whole time. I stabbed you, even." She cocked her head.
"How can I know you won't stab me back after I've gotten to trust you?"
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Jul 29, 2018 23:59:42 GMT -8
/Sicherlein/
Sicherlein raised her chained hands with a sardonic manner that was fast becoming signature as she let her hands down with a thunk. Though she winced as the shock travelled up into her fresh wound.
"I... The Gunsches killed my Love. My own--" She paused, her brows furrowed for a second and her voice caught in her throat as if a dagger had stopped her words then and there.
Sicherlein's eyes looked down, expectantly, but there was no shortblade of an assassin, only the thin tunic and her haggard form.
She cleared her throat and sniffed,
"--My Husband; they poisoned him during our expedition... I hate them. I don't care what happens to me, I just want Them dead." There was a fire in her voice that burned, and she surprised herself with it. She'd even hunched forward like some wretch... With some dignity, she pulled back, but found herself slouching from lack of energy.
"I can help you kill Them. That's all that matters... Leave me in shackles, I don't care. Just... Slay Them all." She rather realized as she said it, and a bittersweet smile soothed her previously toxic and boiling nature.
She flexed her fingers, finding her left to be less and less capable of closing a fist. The words took the strength from her and she felt pale... Looked paler, her eyes felt heavy; Sicherlein's features drew rather gaunt and suddenly wan, she swayed slightly in her upright bed-seat.
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