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[ashoney]

OPEN RP POST;
meme spillover & etc, drop-ins welcome

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[choirmaster]

[He catches the flicker of disdain, which draws a small grin to his lips. It is satisfying to be so hated by the sinful.]

Of course. I would never dream of distracting you.

[Sunday steps aside and sweeps an elegant hand toward the mouth of the alley.]

Please. After you.

[ashoney]

[ This is... inconvenient. Fresh off feeling like he had just found his right path, here's another penny on the track to derail him. It'd be funny that the Bronze Melodia seems so insistent about disrupting his plans, but he's a little too invested in the outcome at this point. Death, for the moment at least, is a goal that must take a very specific shape -- one that can't involve a clock slowly ticking down.

It doesn't help that the smug bastard seems delighted that he is an obvious annoyance.

Aventurine exhales a short, sharp breath, then steps into the lead. ]

You know, really I would have thought the head of the Oak Family might've had more pressing matters to attend to than playing key warden. [ He does not glance over his shoulder, refusing to look at Sunday, certain that it will only make him angrier. ] Do you give every man you condemn the luxury treatment or am I a special case?