[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

[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.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

If that man has anything to do with it, relaxing just might get me killed.

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Not while I am around.

[deadlyjuliet.livejournal.com]

...thank you

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

Your pardon?

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Did I say something, Ms. Chere?

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

I am not an ice


Never mind.