Susan Evensong Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:08 pmThe child points at the newspaper clipping then points downstairs before miming smoking a cigarette. She seems to be asking a question.
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Crumnley stares for a moment at the little girl. Not even his insight can unravel what the little girl seems to be asking.
"You are either asking me something about Susan, or telling me you are going on a smoke break. I doubt it's the second."
"You are either asking me something about Susan, or telling me you are going on a smoke break. I doubt it's the second."
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Huffing and stamping her foot, Lexa snatches a pen and paper off of Crumnley's desk and scribbles a question.
[Can't you just ask Susan to stop this?]
[Can't you just ask Susan to stop this?]
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Crumnley shakes his head.
"Susan has power, but there are some things even she cannot stop. There are other diplomatic solutions too, but those would take very long, and many kids don't have that kind of time to spare; not to mention any support for the building would be overtaken by the amount of money Fernando Evensong can throw at it.
But I know that I can stop it, using methods I am good at. I have to do something.
I wish I could be more careless sometimes."
The tiefling laughs to himself a little.
"I'm talking philosophy with a little girl."
"Susan has power, but there are some things even she cannot stop. There are other diplomatic solutions too, but those would take very long, and many kids don't have that kind of time to spare; not to mention any support for the building would be overtaken by the amount of money Fernando Evensong can throw at it.
But I know that I can stop it, using methods I am good at. I have to do something.
I wish I could be more careless sometimes."
The tiefling laughs to himself a little.
"I'm talking philosophy with a little girl."
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Offering him a serene smile she scribbles another short message.
[Consider it a confession.]
Leaving the note on the table, she examines some of Crumnley's weapons with interest.
[Consider it a confession.]
Leaving the note on the table, she examines some of Crumnley's weapons with interest.
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Azazel looks at the tray and back up at Susan. "Can I have a straw?"
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"Whatever you want, until you feel better at least." Rolling her eyes Susan wanders into the kitchen, before returning with a straw. Plopping it into the juice Susan raises an eyebrow.
"Need anything else?"
"Need anything else?"
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Etheyl returns from her walk alone in the night air. She knew Crumnley had his ritual to go through, and she had picked up some habits of her own after a while together. There was always that calm before one of their jobs actually set into motion, and she came to use it as a chance to center her body and bring her focus solely to the present. And, of course, some stretching. Especially if there had been some downtime between jobs--or adventures--she had to make sure she wasn't going to pull something at the wrong moment. Which...had happened before... she was so not proud of that...
Walking by the kitchen on her way back to Crumnley, she catches some of the exchange between the...two! couples. Wow, and she was embarrassed around the group after she and Crumnley got together. They were downright...gross. Next thing I know one of them will end up pregnant. Etheyl shakes her head and continues back to her room.
Looking in, she sees Crumnley with Lexa. Although she naturally couldn't catch what Lexa was saying, but she could hear Crumnley and smiled warmly as he opened up to the girl. It confirmed Etheyl's asumption that this was yet another "personal" job for Crumnley, though he always tried to play callous conman. She continues into the room, saying hello to Lexa as she hovered over Crumnley's weapons, and gave Crumnley a quick but firm hug from where he sat in his chair. "My softie," she whispers to him before taking a seat, cross-legged, in an armchair nearby.
Walking by the kitchen on her way back to Crumnley, she catches some of the exchange between the...two! couples. Wow, and she was embarrassed around the group after she and Crumnley got together. They were downright...gross. Next thing I know one of them will end up pregnant. Etheyl shakes her head and continues back to her room.
Looking in, she sees Crumnley with Lexa. Although she naturally couldn't catch what Lexa was saying, but she could hear Crumnley and smiled warmly as he opened up to the girl. It confirmed Etheyl's asumption that this was yet another "personal" job for Crumnley, though he always tried to play callous conman. She continues into the room, saying hello to Lexa as she hovered over Crumnley's weapons, and gave Crumnley a quick but firm hug from where he sat in his chair. "My softie," she whispers to him before taking a seat, cross-legged, in an armchair nearby.
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Crumnley grumbles at Etheyl's embrace. "Yeah yeah."
The tiefling becomes slightly alarmed when the Lexa began to examine his firearms, but noticed how delicately she's watched. "They're dangerous." he said, picking up one of his rifles, "and in the wrong hands, downright evil. But with practice, you can save a life with one."
Crumnley looks back up at the little girl. "The others weren't deceiving you, you should get some sleep. We all have boring adult things to take care of for a bit before we leave, but when we return we'll have grand tales of our adventure."
He stands, and walks her out of the room.
The tiefling becomes slightly alarmed when the Lexa began to examine his firearms, but noticed how delicately she's watched. "They're dangerous." he said, picking up one of his rifles, "and in the wrong hands, downright evil. But with practice, you can save a life with one."
Crumnley looks back up at the little girl. "The others weren't deceiving you, you should get some sleep. We all have boring adult things to take care of for a bit before we leave, but when we return we'll have grand tales of our adventure."
He stands, and walks her out of the room.
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"No. Thank you." Azazel sits up and sips on the orange juice, nibbling on the end of the straw. "Do you know when we are supposed to be heading out?"
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Stomping her foot and shaking her head, Lexa refuses to move. She crosses her arms and stares up at Crumnley defiantly.
"No fucking clue." Susan replies with a shrug. "Mr. Mustachio said he'd gather us when he was ready to go."
"No fucking clue." Susan replies with a shrug. "Mr. Mustachio said he'd gather us when he was ready to go."
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"Come'on now, Lexa. I need a bit to finish preparing. It is late, you should probably get some sleep."
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She stares at him silently for a minute, almost overwhelmed by how horribly unconvincing he is. Snapping out of it she darts back into the room and hides behind Etheyl.
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Azazel grunts and staggers to her feet. "I should go make sure my things are in order." She slowly makes her way to the staircase and heads down into the basement.
She grabs her axe and starts sharpening it before moving onto a pile of daggers, sniffling the entire time.
She grabs her axe and starts sharpening it before moving onto a pile of daggers, sniffling the entire time.
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Susan stomps after her irritably.
"Azazel! What part of resting do you not understand? Is that a word demons don't have? Do I need to explain it in layman's terms again? Put the weapons down and relax, otherwise you'll be useless to us when we really need you!"
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"Azazel! What part of resting do you not understand? Is that a word demons don't have? Do I need to explain it in layman's terms again? Put the weapons down and relax, otherwise you'll be useless to us when we really need you!"
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Etheyl hides a grin and watches for how her husband will handle this. And...then Lexa turns her into living cover. Darn. She turns and kneels on the girl's level.
"Well, everyone is right, they apparently keep telling you it's getting late, and it is. But lets just start somewhere else. Why don't you want to go to bed?"
"Well, everyone is right, they apparently keep telling you it's getting late, and it is. But lets just start somewhere else. Why don't you want to go to bed?"
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"I did relax. I laid on the couch for a bit." Azazel doesn't turn around and moves onto checking over her armor for issues. "I am fine. I will not be of any use if my equipment is not in working order."
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The child raises an eyebrow at Etheyl, and continues to stare at her silently.
"You constantly take care of your equipment. I am sure it is fine. Yet, your body is a very important piece of equipment, and you frequently neglect it... not that I'm one to talk about such things..."
"You constantly take care of your equipment. I am sure it is fine. Yet, your body is a very important piece of equipment, and you frequently neglect it... not that I'm one to talk about such things..."
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After a second or two, Etheyl realizes the problem and, turning red, mutters "Sorry!" numerous times while trying to find a (mostly) blank sheet of paper on Crumnley's desk along with a pencil. Flustered, she hands them to Lexa with a rather meek "Sorry I'll get better, promise."
Hopefully that one wasn't too important. It just had a crude drawing of cake with a few question marks.
Hopefully that one wasn't too important. It just had a crude drawing of cake with a few question marks.
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"My equipment is fine because I take care of it. Like now." Azazel looks over at Susan and raises an eyebrow. "Why are you fussing over me?"
She holds her axe out in front of her, testing the balance. Susan can notice her hand isn't as steady as it normally is. Azazel grabs her things and moves them upstairs.
She holds her axe out in front of her, testing the balance. Susan can notice her hand isn't as steady as it normally is. Azazel grabs her things and moves them upstairs.
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Lexa smiles and pats Etheyl on the cheek. One gets the impression that she is actually pretty used to this. Shrugging she begins scribbling on the paper.
[I am not tired. I am awake. I do not want to sleep. Sleeping is not safe.]
Whereas most of the time her messages are fairly wordy and drawn out, this one is written differently. Rapid and short sentences written in jagged handwriting, if one could hyperventilate on paper, this is probably what it would look like.
"I am fussing over you, because this is an unusual state for you to be in. I'm your friend am I not? Is some small modicum of concern not allowable? Now put the damned axe down, you'll have more than enough opportunity to hold it very soon."
[I am not tired. I am awake. I do not want to sleep. Sleeping is not safe.]
Whereas most of the time her messages are fairly wordy and drawn out, this one is written differently. Rapid and short sentences written in jagged handwriting, if one could hyperventilate on paper, this is probably what it would look like.
"I am fussing over you, because this is an unusual state for you to be in. I'm your friend am I not? Is some small modicum of concern not allowable? Now put the damned axe down, you'll have more than enough opportunity to hold it very soon."
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Azazel growls and spins around to look at Susan, but whatever she was going to say gets cut off and her hand goes to her head. Looking unsteady on her feet, she leaves her pile of weapons and leans against the wall before sinking to the floor. "Maybe I should sit."
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