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Um, Miss...
Missus?
… Baroness?
[He holds the loincloth up]
I think I have something that belongs to you?
Zantabraxus will do just fine.
And thank you, darling, I was wondering where those went.
[Takes them from him and smiles slyly]
Where did you get these anyway?
doctorinkwell started following you
Hi there.
Awkward Question Hour with Zan and Agatha
[Oh. That is. A very very sad face. For all that Zan is upset to hear that the Heterodyne boys are missing, it must be so much worse for their immediate family.
Clearly Agatha needs to be bosom-clutched some more. And Zan needs to stop prying so much. Ugh. She can be really insensitive and she’s sorry. She can ask someone else about this ‘war’ later.]
I’m so sorry, sweetie.
[Oh. More hugs. That’s… actually really sweet of Zan, and her eyes are going a little bit prickly as she relaxes into the hug.
It’s a very nice hug. Motherly (in the good way, not in the “take over your brain, kill your friends, and destroy the world” way). It… makes her miss Lilith, and Adam, and somewhere distantly in the back of her mind Uncle Barry too, and she’s kind of hiding her face against her shoulder.]
…thank you.
[Have fun with the suddenly-really-emotional girl clinging to you, Zan.]
[Sweet adorable darling. It’s ok. Let it all out. Mama Zan will make it better with hugs and hairpetting and gentle cooing sounds. She wants to make it better.]
Hey, you’re ok. We’re gonna make it ok.
[You’re family now, Agatha, and she’ll do whatever she can to help you deal and fix broken things. That’s just how it works.]
[There are… a lot of broken things. Saving the world doesn’t really leave much time for dealing with decade-old abandonment or what happens after your identity itself gets yanked out of your control and turned completely inside out, so she’s kind of… blocked that all off, consciously, in favor of not letting everything explode. And because she’s done that, because of her, so many people have been hurt. And she couldn’t save them.
She’s just going to kind of sniffle a little into Zan’s shoulder.]
[Oh sweet baby it's ok. Zan understands. Sometimes lots of really urgent and important things come up and you just have to put everything else on hold. Obviously she doesn't know everything that has happened and doesn't really have the background, but she knows pent up grief when she sees it.
She's gonna kiss Agatha's head and rub her back a little.]
Do you want to talk about it?
Awkward Question Hour with Zan and Agatha
[Well, she certainly found that amusing.
And oh hey awkward question hour. WHAT DO, she’s not used to having to explain everything that happened before. Usually the questions she gets asked have answers more along the lines of “No, I am not my mother” or “Yes, the castle is out to kill you.”]
There was a war, and… they disappeared. My father and uncle.
[Well
that was bound to come up sooner or later.]
[Oh. That is. A very very sad face. For all that Zan is upset to hear that the Heterodyne boys are missing, it must be so much worse for their immediate family.
Clearly Agatha needs to be bosom-clutched some more. And Zan needs to stop prying so much. Ugh. She can be really insensitive and she’s sorry. She can ask someone else about this ‘war’ later.]
I’m so sorry, sweetie.
[Oh. More hugs. That’s… actually really sweet of Zan, and her eyes are going a little bit prickly as she relaxes into the hug.
It’s a very nice hug. Motherly (in the good way, not in the “take over your brain, kill your friends, and destroy the world” way). It… makes her miss Lilith, and Adam, and somewhere distantly in the back of her mind Uncle Barry too, and she’s kind of hiding her face against her shoulder.]
…thank you.
[Have fun with the suddenly-really-emotional girl clinging to you, Zan.]
[Sweet adorable darling. It's ok. Let it all out. Mama Zan will make it better with hugs and hairpetting and gentle cooing sounds. She wants to make it better.]
Hey, you're ok. We're gonna make it ok.
[You're family now, Agatha, and she'll do whatever she can to help you deal and fix broken things. That's just how it works.]
Awkward Question Hour with Zan and Agatha
[Uh, yes. Yes. Airships. Oblong, that they are.]
That’s… that’s what they are, yes.
Most of them aren’t a kilometer long, though.
[And. Well. Political bullshit, you could… you could, in fact, say that.]
Well, it had to do with me being a threat to the peace — a new Heterodyne after twenty years. [Shrugs.] And with me not wanting to get my brain cut up.
[A kilometer? Now that is the funniest thing Zan has heard in a very long time, and she takes a moment to appreciate it. She laughed. A full and loud and uninhibited a laugh.]
What in Ashtara’s name could possibly be the reason for having a ship that large?
[Wait never mind don’t answer that, she has a few ideas.]
And what in her name does Klaus think he’s doing cutting up young girl’s brains? [Her laughter ends and she frowns, quirking her hips and holding her hands on them sternly.]
What happened with the Heterodyne name that you would be a threat to him?
[By god everyone is incompetent! She must to everything herself! Oh well, if that is how it must be, she’ll sort this all out. Even if it means beating Klaus into agreement.]
[Especially if it means beating Klaus into agreement.]
[Well, she certainly found that amusing.
And oh hey awkward question hour. WHAT DO, she’s not used to having to explain everything that happened before. Usually the questions she gets asked have answers more along the lines of “No, I am not my mother” or “Yes, the castle is out to kill you.”]
There was a war, and… they disappeared. My father and uncle.
[Well
that was bound to come up sooner or later.]
[Oh. That is. A very very sad face. For all that Zan is upset to hear that the Heterodyne boys are missing, it must be so much worse for their immediate family.
Clearly Agatha needs to be bosom-clitched some more. And Zan needs to stop prying so much. Ugh. She can be really insensitive and she's sorry. She can ask someone else about this 'war' later.]
I'm so sorry, sweetie.
Hey guys guys
I wrote Zan a song.
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Now come here, dear, and let me oil that staff for you. ;)
In which Klaus Wulfenbach is surrounded by terrible women
Ah, THAT one. Funny, I heard she’d been singing the one they taught us in training, about the proper care and usage of staffs…..complete with gestures…and that she was trying to get my father to help her act them out.
Speaking of which, do you know if they ever found her breastband? She liked that one - it had nice embroidery on it.
I started by singing that staff one! But it was a long way to the bedroom and I ran out of verses, so I started singing another!
Was I gesturing? I suppose I was… I was quite drunk and I don’t remember perfectly.
You certainly were. Most expansively, if I remember correctly. The jagers were very impressed.
What can I say? I'm a woman who knows how to put on a show.
Hey guys guys
I wrote Zan a song.
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In regards to the rumors about my mother, all 4 of them are true. Though more accurately, she didn't outdrink a Jager, she outdrank the Jagergenerals. All 7 of them. And then dragged my father off while singing a very risque song in Skiff. Hope that clarifies some things.
- Zeetha
Well, that certainly clears things up?
Your mother sounds like quite an impressive woman.
Also, I do believe that anecdote does explain the new ditty going around the servant’s quarters.
Something to do with chocolate, bananas and a hairless cat I believe.
Ah, THAT one. Funny, I heard she’d been singing the one they taught us in training, about the proper care and usage of staffs…..complete with gestures…and that she was trying to get my father to help her act them out.
Speaking of which, do you know if they ever found her breastband? She liked that one - it had nice embroidery on it.
I started by singing that staff one! But it was a long way to the bedroom and I ran out of verses, so I started singing another!
Was I gesturing? I suppose I was... I was quite drunk and I don't remember perfectly.
I see I’m starting to make a reputation for myself already!
It isn’t as though you’re avoiding it.
Of course not! Why would I? I’m here to make waves, not to hide in the shadows.
Oh, and to kick your butt into shape. That too.
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In regards to the rumors about my mother, all 4 of them are true. Though more accurately, she didn't outdrink a Jager, she outdrank the Jagergenerals. All 7 of them. And then dragged my father off while singing a very risque song in Skiff. Hope that clarifies some things.
- Zeetha
Well, that certainly clears things up?
Your mother sounds like quite an impressive woman.
Also, I do believe that anecdote does explain the new ditty going around the servant’s quarters.
Something to do with chocolate, bananas and a hairless cat I believe.
I see I’m starting to make a reputation for myself already!
It isn’t as though you’re avoiding it.
Of course not! Why would I? I'm here to make waves, not to hide in the shadows.
Oh, and to kick your butt into shape. That too.
In regards to the rumors about my mother, all 4 of them are true. Though more accurately, she didn't outdrink a Jager, she outdrank the Jagergenerals. All 7 of them. And then dragged my father off while singing a very risque song in Skiff. Hope that clarifies some things.
- Zeetha
Well, that certainly clears things up?
Your mother sounds like quite an impressive woman.
Also, I do believe that anecdote does explain the new ditty going around the servant’s quarters.
Something to do with chocolate, bananas and a hairless cat I believe.
I see I'm starting to make a reputation for myself already!
[‘Regal’ is not quite the word he’d use. ‘Aquiline’, maybe. ‘Gigantic’, certainly. It took them a while before they could figure out how to kiss without it getting in the way.
And no, he doesn’t deserve kisses, not remotely. He fucked up, and he fucked up really badly, in a lot of different ways and for a lot of different reasons. But! She’s giving him kisses and he’s certainly not going to tell her not to. It’s been twenty years, he’s not waiting any longer.]
<I’m glad you feel that way. I hope the rest of your consorts aren’t quite as idiotic as I am.>
[Basil can’t be the only one, after all, it’s been twenty years and he knows his Zan is a woman with needs.]
[Shush now, Zantabraxus knows best.
And she knows it was just as hard, maybe even harder for him to be away from her, and she knows he did what he thought was best, even if he was wrong for the most part. She knows he tried and she knows he’s sorry. She’s still a little mad, but all of that is enough to let her put it off until later.
For now she just wants to be with her first consort. To catch up and hear his voice and breathe his smell and just have him there. For the first time in years. She rests her cheek on his chest.]
<They can certainly be a handful! But… no. You still hold the crown for the biggest idiot.>
[Her tone is playful and its obvious she’s playing along with his self-deprecation just to troll. She’s still so very close with a voice laced with affection.]
[Oh. He’s. Kind of missed having her do that. He’s missed her a lot more than he let himself admit during those twenty years. How did he ever go that long without her? It’s a modern marvel of sheer force of will that he didn’t just abandon the whole sorry mess and escape back to Skifander ages ago.]
<They? You’ve adopted more?>
[Really, he isn’t surprised. He wasn’t the only one when he left and with a libido like hers, it would have been silly to expect her not to expand her harem even more in his absence.]
[He's relaxing into her touch and that tells her so much. She reads him like a book, knowing everything he means to say but doesn't actually vocalize. She wraps her arms around him to lean into his chest more. It's cute how he has to ask.]
<I did! You'll get to meet them soon, hopefully! Traditionally, the standing members of the harem would help in the choosing process, but since you weren't around, I took a few liberties.>
[No harm done, right? Klaus knows life needed to move on with or without him. Also he doesn't need to ask, she's totally gonna just tell.]
<I've added six new foreigners, two of whom are ladies. And two Skifandrians, a man and a woman. I think they're all going to love you.>
[That is… a lot of information all smooshed into one sentence there, Agatha. Let’s rein that back in a little, shall we?]
Castle. Wulfenbach?
[She’s really not sure she heard that right. The hints of a smirk are showing on her face.]
[Wait… what?]
The Baron’s airship.
You… don’t know about it?
[She feels that more information is probably necessary, then.]
It’s really more of a flying city than anything. I wasn’t on board very long — I had to leave when he found out who I was, and due to… technical difficulties [if by ‘technical difficulties’ you mean ‘Othar Tryggvassen’, Agatha, sure] I crashed. And then I met Zeetha.
[Airship? He had told her about those but she had yet to see one. And certainly didn’t think that Klaus had one.]
Klaus was not in possession of an airship last I heard. [Chuckle] He must have found some need to be airborn. A whole flying city.
[She’s a little proud, yeah. He was busy while he was away. Wait. Airships.]
Airships are those sort of… [She gestures in the shape of an oblong cylinder, not sure of the english word to use.]
[Also again with all the information! It’s taking her awhile to get to all these things!]
Why did you have to leave when he learned who you were?
[Is there some political bullshit going down that she needs to sort out with good old-fashioned menacing and forced truce-ing?]
[Uh, yes. Yes. Airships. Oblong, that they are.]
That’s… that’s what they are, yes.
Most of them aren’t a kilometer long, though.
[And. Well. Political bullshit, you could… you could, in fact, say that.]
Well, it had to do with me being a threat to the peace — a new Heterodyne after twenty years. [Shrugs.] And with me not wanting to get my brain cut up.
[A kilometer? Now that is the funniest thing Zan has heard in a very long time, and she takes a moment to appreciate it. She laughed. A full and loud and uninhibited a laugh.]
What in Ashtara's name could possibly be the reason for having a ship that large?
[Wait never mind don't answer that, she has a few ideas.]
And what in her name does Klaus think he's doing cutting up young girl's brains? [Her laughter ends and she frowns, quirking her hips and holding her hands on them sternly.]
What happened with the Heterodyne name that you would be a threat to him?
[By god everyone is incompetent! She must to everything herself! Oh well, if that is how it must be, she'll sort this all out. Even if it means beating Klaus into agreement.]
[Especially if it means beating Klaus into agreement.]