[ she looks up from where she's eating a cheeseburger with a fork and knife, swallowing before she speaks. ]
A possibility. Considering his behaviour... [ a frown before hulkenberg dabs a napkin at her mouth while she thinks. ] Perhaps 'tis better to have him here, with us, where he will not impede the Captain and others.
anyway UGHGHGHGHHHHH ] Right. Except for the fact that we're here and they're not, and Glodell's alive, Hulkenberg, is that not an issue? Didn't Will say he was dead?
Of course. But he seems to be within his own mind, does he not? If he were truly dead and mobile once more, as if resurrected by one such as Zorba... then he would not be capable of conversation, or what little logic thought he seems capable of having. [ and zorba is also supposed to be dead. ] I could not see how His Majesty would allow for the King's Magic to have a loophole that a blaggard such as Glodell would be able to use.
But if we have been entrusted to a task here, regardless of it it may involve him... we will see it through, even without the others here with us. [ ... ] Peculiar as I find it to be that they did not receive invitations, as well.
[ she can hear his foot tapping under the table. these are all good points, of course, and the same things he's kind of had on his mind since arrival. ]
I don't like it. [ any of it. ] The fact that we've been separated's not good. Especially since I've not a bloody clue where this 'Key Nueve' even is.
[ SIGH. ]
... Still. Looks like there are other 'islands'. Maybe that's where Neuras ended up. [ ... ] All that aside, the man's a threat. Glodell, that is. Whether he's alive or not, we're not exactly chums.
[ she's so used to his tapping that she doesn't even bat an eye at it, only cutting another piece from the burger and making a thoughtful noise. ]
Nor do I. 'Tis not a place I have heard of in my travels, and the technology... all of it, beyond even a scope that I believe Neuras capable of in years to come. If he is elsewhere, I doubt we will find him easily, truthfully, and he may not even realise that there are those seeking him.
[ frowning and not eating, as if her appetite has begun to sour. ]
He is especially a threat if he finds the fact that he is alone, with us, and surrounded by a myriad of elda, to be a threat to himself. Nevermind past, inexcusable actions.
[ thinking of neuras as a plucked chicken makes him wince and also feel slightly better so there's that. he sighs, and falls quiet for a moment, letting hulkenberg return to her (semi normal) meal as he sits back in his seat. glodell is the most currently pressing issue: strohl slowly tries to gather his whirling thoughts into the place of a strategist.
and after a long, thoughtful pause: ]
...We need to find out what he knows. [ foot still tapping, thinking. ] If he still thinks it's before the soiree, as far as he knows, we're allies. Begrudgingly, but still. It's not like he attacked Will first. We know that.
[ she has never been a religious woman, but she will absolutely strike the fear of god into neuras if he's here, somewhere, or shows up and thinks he can let himself get sidetracked from their mission. ]
Fie, the man has already been suspicious of us from the moment that Will entered the race. [ said with a tap tap tap tap of the fork against the plate, frowning even more. ] Asking him overt questions to gauge what he knows or remembers, it will put him onto us even more, warranted or not - and we can fend him off handily, but I would not like to give him the opportunity to strike first.
Well, yes, obviously, I'm not going to go up to him and ask, "Why, hello Glodell, yes, it's me, Strohl, do you remember that time when the Captain was sneaking around stealing the formula from Louis and betraying him because we've been lying the whole time and you caught him? So do I! Great! Glad we talked."
[ ok strohl you don't have to be snarky about it
anyway. reiterating. ]
Subtle. [ because they are SO good at subtle ] We just have to be subtle. We don't have to pretend to like him.
Do not take that tone with me, Strohl, lest I bring up the "distraction" at the soirees. [ because that was... so subtle. and was not him about to throw a chair directly down louis' throat where they might get into so much trouble. they're some of the least subtle people in the world. ]
He would be more suspicious if we pretended to like him. [ she will agree with him, there, mulishly taking a bite of food before she speaks again, food in her cheek. ] I do not like our being on separate floors in this, especially with him down the hall from you if I am to read the initials on the doors correctly.
[ okay listen she has a point but he gives her a look anyway!!!! though it's mostly a scolded one. ] Yes, well. I know. But this isn't that, this is just a pompous prick who needs an attitude adjustment and won't have one.
[ as for the room thing - immediately: ] I'm not going to leave Miyu alone if I can help it, I'm half afraid she'll trip out the window and die. [ this is a joke kind of but not really he's very concerned about his tiny roommate. ] Who's in your room, anyhow?
[ she!! gives him a look back!!! you better be scolded, considering how that could have gone. ]
I am full certain that we both have a few ideas for what the attitude adjustment could have been, were it any other situation we found ourselves in. Whether here or in Euchronia. [ if they didn't have to play civil, skulking around under louis' nose as they have been. ] But we shall simply keep an eye on him and probe where we can.
[ ... mm. ] She is rather purehearted in such a way, yes. I had met her. [ also worried about this small child... but she clears her throat. ] A Miss Virtuosa. Perhaps I shall accompany you in your room more often than not, considering it is closer to Glodell and I would rather she have her space as a refined lady.
He told me to leave him alone, and that he [ ahem. putting on his best glodell voice ] "wouldn't have us ruining this for him too", as if he was not capable of ruining anything by himself.
[ anyway ]
As far as I can tell, he doesn't remember his confrontation with Will. I don't know why, but if a flimsy alliance's what we've got, we can play those cards fine.
[ not that being an ally really helps when the boss he clearly doesn't like isn't around, but whatever. he won't linger on it too much (currently) (in this conversation) (he will linger)
as hulkenberg continues, though, he... raises an eyebrow... when she clears her throat.... ]
[ wow! look at her ignoring strohl! she stabs a new piece of her cut cheeseburger with more vigour than necessary and eats it. it may be the implication of a threat. hard to tell. ]
I had thought similarly, from speaking with him. And Louis did not send him on this trip; it sounds as if, perhaps, the last thing he remembers was from before the soirees. He mentioned to me that he had [ clearing her throat again, but this time to put a sneer into her voice ] "time to spare before the next part of the tournament."
[ normal again ] Such a thing... it should not be possible. As if the laws of time have been broken.
[ JESUS well listen he's used to her being a freak and this also just confirms whatever he was thinking, so he just holds up both of his hands in surrender and focuses on the rest of the story. ]
Someone said that of the travel, too. That we were 'traveling through time' to end up at some place like this.
[ which is. concerning. it's all very confusing actually. ] After how Will was able to get us back and forth to Grand Trad in an instant, it seems more plausible than it may have a year ago. When it comes to Glodell, at least, it's in our favor.
[ she hooks a heel on the rung of her seat, tapping her fork against the plate again as she thinks. ]
'Tis true, I would not have believed such a thing possible were it not for the gauntlet runner's capabilities under his hand. [ frowns... ] If such a similar method has been employed, here, it makes me wonder who it could be, running things in this city. What their intentions are.
[ after talking to glodell, and to strohl, now, she has to wonder if it really was will that bid them take this trip. big "what the fuck" if not. ]
We shall watch him and his hound, to ensure that no harm comes to anyone while he is here. Little we can do if he inflicts a headache on others as he does to us, but 'twould be best if that were all that happened.
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A possibility. Considering his behaviour... [ a frown before hulkenberg dabs a napkin at her mouth while she thinks. ] Perhaps 'tis better to have him here, with us, where he will not impede the Captain and others.
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anyway UGHGHGHGHHHHH ] Right. Except for the fact that we're here and they're not, and Glodell's alive, Hulkenberg, is that not an issue? Didn't Will say he was dead?
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Of course. But he seems to be within his own mind, does he not? If he were truly dead and mobile once more, as if resurrected by one such as Zorba... then he would not be capable of conversation, or what little logic thought he seems capable of having. [ and zorba is also supposed to be dead. ] I could not see how His Majesty would allow for the King's Magic to have a loophole that a blaggard such as Glodell would be able to use.
But if we have been entrusted to a task here, regardless of it it may involve him... we will see it through, even without the others here with us. [ ... ] Peculiar as I find it to be that they did not receive invitations, as well.
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I don't like it. [ any of it. ] The fact that we've been separated's not good. Especially since I've not a bloody clue where this 'Key Nueve' even is.
[ SIGH. ]
... Still. Looks like there are other 'islands'. Maybe that's where Neuras ended up. [ ... ] All that aside, the man's a threat. Glodell, that is. Whether he's alive or not, we're not exactly chums.
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Nor do I. 'Tis not a place I have heard of in my travels, and the technology... all of it, beyond even a scope that I believe Neuras capable of in years to come. If he is elsewhere, I doubt we will find him easily, truthfully, and he may not even realise that there are those seeking him.
[ frowning and not eating, as if her appetite has begun to sour. ]
He is especially a threat if he finds the fact that he is alone, with us, and surrounded by a myriad of elda, to be a threat to himself. Nevermind past, inexcusable actions.
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[ NEURAS... DOOMED.... maybe vainly he will hope that will can get him on track. probably. will can probably handle this. ]
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[ maybe if he's in misery as a naked seagull then he'll be easier to keep focused on task. ]
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[ thinking of neuras as a plucked chicken makes him wince and also feel slightly better so there's that. he sighs, and falls quiet for a moment, letting hulkenberg return to her (semi normal) meal as he sits back in his seat. glodell is the most currently pressing issue: strohl slowly tries to gather his whirling thoughts into the place of a strategist.
and after a long, thoughtful pause: ]
...We need to find out what he knows. [ foot still tapping, thinking. ] If he still thinks it's before the soiree, as far as he knows, we're allies. Begrudgingly, but still. It's not like he attacked Will first. We know that.
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Fie, the man has already been suspicious of us from the moment that Will entered the race. [ said with a tap tap tap tap of the fork against the plate, frowning even more. ] Asking him overt questions to gauge what he knows or remembers, it will put him onto us even more, warranted or not - and we can fend him off handily, but I would not like to give him the opportunity to strike first.
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[ ok strohl you don't have to be snarky about it
anyway. reiterating. ]
Subtle. [ because they are SO good at subtle ] We just have to be subtle. We don't have to pretend to like him.
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Do not take that tone with me, Strohl, lest I bring up the "distraction" at the soirees. [ because that was... so subtle. and was not him about to throw a chair directly down louis' throat where they might get into so much trouble. they're some of the least subtle people in the world. ]
He would be more suspicious if we pretended to like him. [ she will agree with him, there, mulishly taking a bite of food before she speaks again, food in her cheek. ] I do not like our being on separate floors in this, especially with him down the hall from you if I am to read the initials on the doors correctly.
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[ okay listen she has a point but he gives her a look anyway!!!! though it's mostly a scolded one. ] Yes, well. I know. But this isn't that, this is just a pompous prick who needs an attitude adjustment and won't have one.
[ as for the room thing - immediately: ] I'm not going to leave Miyu alone if I can help it, I'm half afraid she'll trip out the window and die. [ this is a joke kind of but not really he's very concerned about his tiny roommate. ] Who's in your room, anyhow?
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I am full certain that we both have a few ideas for what the attitude adjustment could have been, were it any other situation we found ourselves in. Whether here or in Euchronia. [ if they didn't have to play civil, skulking around under louis' nose as they have been. ] But we shall simply keep an eye on him and probe where we can.
[ ... mm. ] She is rather purehearted in such a way, yes. I had met her. [ also worried about this small child... but she clears her throat. ] A Miss Virtuosa. Perhaps I shall accompany you in your room more often than not, considering it is closer to Glodell and I would rather she have her space as a refined lady.
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[ anyway ]
As far as I can tell, he doesn't remember his confrontation with Will. I don't know why, but if a flimsy alliance's what we've got, we can play those cards fine.
[ not that being an ally really helps when the boss he clearly doesn't like isn't around, but whatever. he won't linger on it too much (currently) (in this conversation) (he will linger)
as hulkenberg continues, though, he... raises an eyebrow... when she clears her throat.... ]
...Uh...huh.
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I had thought similarly, from speaking with him. And Louis did not send him on this trip; it sounds as if, perhaps, the last thing he remembers was from before the soirees. He mentioned to me that he had [ clearing her throat again, but this time to put a sneer into her voice ] "time to spare before the next part of the tournament."
[ normal again ] Such a thing... it should not be possible. As if the laws of time have been broken.
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Someone said that of the travel, too. That we were 'traveling through time' to end up at some place like this.
[ which is. concerning. it's all very confusing actually. ] After how Will was able to get us back and forth to Grand Trad in an instant, it seems more plausible than it may have a year ago. When it comes to Glodell, at least, it's in our favor.
Not that I think he's not a threat.
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'Tis true, I would not have believed such a thing possible were it not for the gauntlet runner's capabilities under his hand. [ frowns... ] If such a similar method has been employed, here, it makes me wonder who it could be, running things in this city. What their intentions are.
[ after talking to glodell, and to strohl, now, she has to wonder if it really was will that bid them take this trip. big "what the fuck" if not. ]
We shall watch him and his hound, to ensure that no harm comes to anyone while he is here. Little we can do if he inflicts a headache on others as he does to us, but 'twould be best if that were all that happened.