paradisa | ℒℒ 51

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ℒℒ 51

[Wesley Wyndam-Pryce]

I've been meaning to tell you something, but it seems at every turn it's just bad timing.

I don't need our standard training, anymore. If I'm going to learn anything, I want to just focus on defense against magic, like what we started with before you were turned into a cat.

[/Wesley Wyndam-Pryce]

[Stephanie Brown]

So... I hope you aren't angry.

[/Stephanie Brown]

[Kara]

I think it's time that we talked.

[/Kara]

[ And, later... ]

[Damon Salvatore]

[ Did someone order a break-in? No? Well, she'll have to stay anyway until you say so.

But really, this started as her trying to write something, only to realize he would just ignore it and her, so instead she'll be waiting in a nice chair in his room, reading by a single lamp while a wrapped Christmas present sits in her lap. She's even decked out with a Christmas sweater for kicks.

They will talk whether he likes it or not. ]

[/Damon Salvatore]

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I apparently broke into your restaurant. There was a strain of crazy going around the castle, I guess...

That was you?!

I don't remember doing it! But Ezio says I really wasn't myself, and--uh, I'm really really sorry. I'll do anything to make it up for you, since I hear I trashed some wine and probably some other things.

[Kill her, Paradisa.]

[ Uuugh, another castle-induced shenanigan? Great. That shenanigan cost her a fortune. Seriously, in the thousands. ]

Most of that wine was vintage, there before I even took over. It wasn't requested from the castle.

[ And she doesn't like thinking of doing that, but honestly, she can't blame Stephanie. ]

What part did Ezio play?

[The saddest groan. Of course it would be.]

I'm sorry... seriously, anything I can do, I'm yours.

Sounded like he tried to stop me. Or, I'd assume, anyway. I just kinda took the bare minimum because I really don't want to know about what I did. [Encouraging murder? Ugh.]

[ Aw, Ezio, her hero! That might explain why he didn't say anything, if he wanted Stephanie to be the one to come forth. ]

You don't owe me anything. I know a lot of people weren't...themselves for a few days there. It's my own fault for being too confident about that set-up. I should have had a proper security system with cameras.

[ She felt too safe there, apparently. Hilarious considering she has cameras all over the place, just not in the actual restaurant. ]

[This is going better than expected.]

Still, I'd feel better knowing I didn't JUST destroy property. For my peace of mind?

I guess you could try to work off some of the cost.

What can I do? I've only flipped burgers and refilled sodas before.

You're Batgirl. I'm sure you could learn how to waitress.

There's a lot less punching involved in waitressing, right?

[Kinda kidding...]

Depends on the customer.

[ TOTALLY KIDDING. If you punch one of her customers you will be out on your ass. ]

And the boss. I hear she's a real witch.

[Awkward laugh! Don't scare her.]

I'm kidding...

[ Well who knows, maybe her employees do call her that. It's not like they'd tell her! ]

I knew that!

So you really don't remember anything?

Not at all. It feels like I was somewhere else.

Where?

Like, here? But not, obviously. Like some sort of weird dream. I don't know how to describe it.

So you were just possessed, or...that wasn't even you at all?

Honestly? Beats me. It would have been convenient if someone punched me in the face or something, you know. Evidence.

I guess Ezio was gentle when he apprehended you, then.

[ Clearly Lana should have found her. Now that would have left a mark. ]

Him and his difficulty hitting girls.

[ Can you HEAR her eye-rolling? ]

Chivalry is romantic in theory, but...

Dangerous for him, despite how badass he thinks he may be. A good sparring partner kinda has to punch to hit, but I think he's at least come that far. Maybe.

Anyway. Soak up all the other chivalrous stuff. Having a chair pulled out for you is nice, I bet.