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[madamemoiselle]

It's going to cause problems.

{Diva is leaning against the outside wall of the ballroom that she brought, but slides down so that's she sitting. Diva is pale to begin with, but now? Her skin is ghostly pale. And she continues talking, mostly to herself.}

Ne, if time passes now, that's really a problem. Obviously, if Amshel was so worried. I'm not surprised, but it's not like I can't come here anymore. I guess it's fine that he assumed I was leaving, but it seems like a lot.

{She shivers slightly, rubbing her arms with a humorless laugh} I don't think I'd mind anymore. I knew it was changing, but if it was changing to be like it was then, then it's not worth it. Ne, but I don't think I have anywhere to hide anymore.

I hope this is something that will change back to "normal".

Comments

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Diva, what's wrong?

[madamemoiselle]

Amshel doesn't want me to "leave" anymore. I guess that's it, really.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

....you should make the best of your time here then.

[madamemoiselle]

I guess. Ne, but...I don't want to go home anymore. Amshel...Amshel is scary now.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He sits down besides her] What happened?

[madamemoiselle]

...Amshel took my blood so that I couldn't leave.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

He took your blood?

[madamemoiselle]

{Brings her hand up to her neck lightly} Ne, it's the same thing that Joel did in the tower. I wasn't ever supposed to be strong enough to leave, so they never let me eat and drained some of my blood afterwards anyways. It's...Ne, Amshel, Amshel would never have done that.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki wanders up as quietly as is possible while on a crutch, then leans against the same wall.]

Hey...

[madamemoiselle]

{Looks up to him} Ah, is Ikki alright?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yup, same as ever! I discovered all sorts of uses for this thing. Like swordfights on the stairs. Pretty fuckin' awesome.

[madamemoiselle]

That seems a little dangerous, doesn't it?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

[madamemoiselle]

I don't think you have to sword-fight on the stairs with those.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Probably not. But I'll be alright. [He grins.] I have other ways of defending myself.

[madamemoiselle]

{She laughs} Oh? Like what?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

They say the wind loves me for a reason.

[madamemoiselle]

...? I don't understand what you mean.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll show ya sometime.