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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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[contract_star]

[Says nothing, staring at Diva with a rather sad expression. The idea of them fighting over and over without end isn't a pleasant one.]

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles back} Now, you don't need to feel bad for that. I'm just...unlucky, I guess. You don't need to waste your sadness on me.

[contract_star]

[Shrugs. Then quietly,] I know I don't.

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles}...But...Thank you, anyways.

[contract_star]

[Smiles back.]