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[secondchances]

Hi. I have this sneaking suspicion that I missed a lot, seeing as it's now January and I think I was kidnapped. So much for my little get together for the new year.

[There's a few metallic clatters here, one of them is drawn out as a ring spins to a slow stop on her desk.]

I also seem to have way more Renaissance-style jewelry than I remember, and that doesn't bode well. Uh, Lucrezia...?

There seems to be a lack of mass confusion, so I'm guessing it was only a few of us that... what? Got stuck in a--I don't even know what that was, really.

Sooooo. Care to fill me in? Anyone? Please tell me I wasn't turned into an old woman or something and just don't remember that.

Comments

[assassino]

I did not mean to turn the conversation sour.

[secondchances]

I know. I just wish it didn't happen so often.

[assassino]

Unfortunately, that is how it must be.

[secondchances]

Yeah. And I'd rather you talk to me about this stuff than not mention it at all.

[She likes being in the loop, even if it kinda sucks.]

[assassino]

You would be less stressed if I kept it to myself.

[secondchances]

A tiny bit less stressed. Way more worried, though.

[assassino]

I still would not sour your mood.

[secondchances]

I can handle a soured mood.

[assassino]

If you're sure.

[secondchances]

I'm sure. I'm in this with you, and I'll let you know if I can't handle it.

[assassino]

Good.