[unsigned, but not disguised]

[rocksthecourt]

People, honestly. How can anyone joke around about experimentation and torture so easily? It's not funny. Stop instigating fights and just use this thing properly. Would it really kill anyone to talk about something nice up here for once?

Comments

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you can sing with Ms. Chere? She was in an opera.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

An opera? Lady General Chere?

[several hesitation marks] That's amazing.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Oh? You've met her, then?

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

Yes. I had the pleasure of making her acquaintance earlier. She intimidates me a bit.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Wonderful. We may skip the formalities.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

Ah, I sup--

She's the one you were talking about for tomorrow?!

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Is there something wrong with this?

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

Yes! N-- May--

...no.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

I promise, I will keep her from being too rude to you.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

It's not that! It's-- Ah--

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

What is it? There is a woman there, under all that ice. Very, very deep under all the ice.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

It's inappropriate for the staff to sing alongside the masters and mistresses of the household.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

You are not a part of the staff anymore, Mr. Sutcliff. Please, all I ask is that you relax a bit. It will not kill you.

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Your pardon?

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Luxord.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Is there something the matter, Ms. Chere?

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

I politely refuse to sing. It is embarrassing - I am a general!

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

If it is any small comfort, you would not be singing alone?

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

I know none of your songs, nor you aught of mine. It will be hard going, dear.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Hm? No, I- I cannot- I do not-

I never claimed I would sing with you.

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Not even a sailing shanty?

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

I don't sing.

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

A pity.

Between you and Noah, I was sure it would've been you.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Truly, you do not wish to hear me sing. It is not pleasant.

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Something like nails upon a chalkboard?