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She makes a face to herself, in no particular direction. Well, she half way expected this to go down from there, worse than what actually came actually. Albeit still not the ideal situation. Though, the tone the other had now was a bit better than before, with the death threats not being a thing as much and all.
A deep frown was still there though.
Could she avoid this? Unlikely, this will probably just put them in further circles or one of them might end up dead. - And given her godtier status it would be hard to explain why she might not be the one dead and the other one was - ; that would just cause a bigger mess. The person she was speaking to knew this iteration of the Aristocracy better than she did, and if they went missing after communicating with her…. Yikes.
Dont go there Mordri. You aren’t going to Seadwelling Mafia this shit. You can just meet up with them and keep yourself on your toes. Just go along with it, and dont do anything stupid. Keep going with the “cryptic bullshit” its working just fine. Mordri would tell herself. But she hated meeting up with even close friends for sweeps, let alone some stranger who was just threatening her not that long ago.
She just had to suck it up. And take a gamble. She didnt want to have to move timeline again.
CM: Meeting up with a fell0w seadweller f0r a rendezv0us? H0w 1ntr1gu1ng; D0 y0u des1re a brawl 0f w1ts 0r arms 1f 1 agree t0 such terms?
CM: Where t0? Shall we b0th c0me al0ne, 0r sh0uld 1 expect 0thers secretly h1d1ng 1n the bushes?
This was mostly her being sarcastic to seem as though she was both questioning in him in a mock to seem un phased. Kinda. But they could easily be serious questions given this is Alternia. Two birds with one stone.
fuck yes-- he’s done it. they’re actually going for it. all that cumbersome doubt from earlier is effortlessly replaced with the triumph of success. this is good-- it feels good. leaning contentedly back over his keyboard, he eagerly taps out his reply.
CA: wwouldnt much be a suitable rendez-vvous otherwwise CA: anywway im not askin you to come unarmed since you obvviously havve enough of a pan on you to knoww better than to do somethin so utterly stupid CA: but unavvoidable brawwls aside im meanin to keep things civvil at least CA: least enough that my time doesnt go to complete wwaste as it has been since the start a this dreadful convversation
he pauses, fingers stiffly hovering above the keys. now, where to meet? there’s no way in hell that he’s leading them here, or anywhere near here-- then, a place pops into mind: a pretty rancid sort of place that usually reeks of lowblood stench. there, he's not only acquainted with the barkeeps, but the owner. somewhat poorly, nonetheless-- most of them can’t seem to stand him for whatever reason, but the lot of them are sworn to secrecy and the place is as discrete as it gets on a planet like this one, so it’ll have to do.
CA: i knoww a place safe enough to wwork just a wways off the northern docks a pub called anglers anguish CA: awwful fuckin place bit of a lowwblood hangout too so its pretty fuckin deplorable all around CA: but for the lovve of fuck dont evven think a bringin anyone else along this matter is a the utmost fuckin secrecy understand CA: if you tell ANYONE about this i wwill find them CA: an wwhen i do i WWILL removve both a your respectivve tongues an shovve em all the wway to the bottom a the others chagrin tunnel CA: anywway ill come alone you havve my wword













