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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[appears on the Plane, apparently back to normal - there's no sign of the feathery tendrils that he's been struggling with the past two weeks. Yawning, he rubs at the back of his currently not-spiked hair, smiling drowsily]

It's a good thing that's... ...

[he then trails off as he sees all the blood and gore littered around the Plane, staring in horror at the scene]

What happened here?!

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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[just stares at her] ...

[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} You are~ How cute, how cute~♥♥

Ne, it's so cute that people get so nervous about something so simple!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[rubs the back of his head] W-Well, it's not very polite to talk about!

[madamemoiselle]

{:>} Oh~? Why not~? It's very nice, you know. ♥

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[briefly closes his eyes, brow furrowed] I'm well aware of that! Most, er, cultures don't consider it a good topic for public conversation!

[madamemoiselle]

{Giggles} Of course not. It's just like an animal, and it's only for reproducing, but whatever made people decided to make it feel nice, I guess. Like Amshel says, it's nothing to be shy about~ Just a fact of life.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[recovering somewhat] That's a good attitude to have. I think.

[madamemoiselle]

{Nods} I think so too. Sam doesn't really like Amshel, but Amshel is really smart and gives good advice. Well, most of the time anyways.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

You mean the Sam that comes here? Why doesn't he like him?

[madamemoiselle]

Mmhmm! Sam and I are very good friends! And, well, Sam has heard about Amshel through me, and Amshel doesn't always treat me very well...So Sam doesn't like that...{Smiles warmly before her cheeks maybe get a little less than deathly anemic pale as she thinks about it}

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I don't blame him! What sort of guy is rude to a lady?

[madamemoiselle]

Amshel is never rude. {Thoughtfully} Amshel just uses and takes advantage of me. But all of my other Chevalier do too, so it's not like it's terrible. I'm used to it~

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[frowning] That doesn't sound like a good situation at all.

[madamemoiselle]

The alternative was the tower, so I don't really mind at all.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Tower? That sounds ominous.

[madamemoiselle]

{She looks down, but her smile and tone never falter as she explains} Well, that would be that I spent the first fifty years of my life as a nameless experiment trapped in a tower. It's nothing symbolic or anything like that, just...a place I never want to go back to.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[with a quieter tone] Diva... I'm so sorry.

[madamemoiselle]

{Just laughs it off, pushing some hair behind her ear idly} No, it's nothing to be sorry about. After all, it was a long time ago.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[gives her a faint smile] As long as it doesn't bother you.

[madamemoiselle]

Not at all! I've lived with my Chevalier ever since, and I'd never want to leave them.