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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva is sitting in a chair, legs crossed and martini in hand, and obviously in the middle of a conversation. Though, depending on who you are, that conversation may be of little importance in comparison to what she's wearing. Diva is wearing a long black robe, thigh highs, and matching underwear. At least the robe's top is conveniently placed to cover her chest, but otherwise, that's it. You can guess what Diva was doing before.}

---to kill me. So he should die. It's what I've...{But she trails off as she realizes where she is, taking a sip of her martini instead}

...Ah~ Ne, that's really bad timing. And today was already a strange day.

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[madamemoiselle]

One of my Chevalier tried to kill me.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

What?? Aren't they your bodyguards?

[madamemoiselle]

...They are. He betrayed me.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

What the hell is the matter with him? Not that you're a saint or anything but I sort of figured your bodyguards didn't mind it and wouldn't lash out on you.

[madamemoiselle]

He fell in love with my sister.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Really? Sorry. ...Did you love him?

[madamemoiselle]

Of course I loved Solomon. I love all my Chevalier. They're the only people in the world that will stay by my side, so...when one of them strays from the path, it's unacceptable.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Well yeah but you can't just kill him. Even if he betrays you.

[madamemoiselle]

Then I should wait until he kills me?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

No, that's not what I meant. But you can't kill him, either.

[madamemoiselle]

Then what else can I do? He isn't mine anymore, and if he decides to help Saya, or...{Frowns} Solomon will die anyways.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Can't you change it?

[madamemoiselle]

I'm not sure if I want to.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Well, you should try anyway. [touches Diva's arm] I was in love with this bloke, Lance. I loved him, I really did. And I was going to marry him. But I found out he'd been poisoning me, literally poisoning me, since the day we met. And he died and...I still don't think he deserved it. I wish I could have saved him. You don't want to regret it.

[madamemoiselle]

...{Doesn't look at her for a long time, but finally does turn to glance at her} Is that true?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[nods] It is. And trust me, I thought I wouldn't care. When I found out he was poisoning me, I hoped he'd die. I wished all sorts of horrible things. But then he did and...It's not worth it.

[madamemoiselle]

{Considers it before she says quietly}...Maybe I'll try and talk to Solomon, then.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[gives her a smile] That's good. I'll be hoping it goes better for you than it did me.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva wiggles her toes idly inside her stockings idly, but speaks as if she were embarrassed}

...You're...You're a very nice person.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[looks a little surprised but smiles] Thanks. I just, you know, try to help out.

[madamemoiselle]

{Glances up} So...you...Do you not hate me?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head] No. ...You scare me a little. I'll give you that. But you don't seem so bad. You don't want to be like that, yeah?

[madamemoiselle]

Not at all! It's...It's really lonely when everyone hates you.

So that's why I'm trying to change! That was...an accident, even if that sounds really bad.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Well, I think you can if you try. I'm still going to have to fight you if that accident happens again, all right? No offense to you, just would have to. But I understand.

[madamemoiselle]

It doesn't bother me at all. I understand that. After all, dying for me...well, it's only temporary. So it's alright if I die.