─ one hundred & thirty-three

[amiable]

[ room filter ]

[ Like the majority of residents, when Uru had woken up to find herself back in her room in the castle, next to a pretty blond girl, she flipped... a lot. And loudly. Either she was having another one of her epic fantasy dreams in which Lucrezia was the beautiful princess she had to save, or the castle was messing around with everyone again.

She's calmed down mostly for now, but she's still worried about the room being locked. She tried to get it open several times and nothing worked. Attempts to tear off the doorknob were futile.

After some time, she finally decided to roll with whatever was happening. And it wasn't... so bad, when she thought about it. Who wouldn't want to be stuck in a room with someone as sweet as Lucrezia? At least they still had food and clothes. Though, she does wonder how long this is going to last. Once again, she's missing work. :|a

She's thinking so much right now, she doesn't even notice the chocolate bits she's trying to sprinkle onto the small cake she's successfully baked are falling onto the table. ]

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[heloise]

[ It's a testament to how well Lucrezia's family has done to protect her that she feels significantly less threatened than one should be when finding oneself in a strange room. Suffice to say that she was more amused by the pink decoration than perturbed by the door refusing to budge.

And now there's cake. Can her life get any better?

Since being introduced to this wonderful thing called chocolate, she has been stealing much of the bits Uru meant to sprinkle on the cake while the baker is distracted, feigning innocence as the lonesome pieces scatter on the table. Ehem. ]

What is the matter, Uru?

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[amiable]

[ She stops sprinkling the chocolate on the table, blinking a couple of times. She's finally returned to reality. ]

Ah, it's nothing! I'm wondering how long we'll be locked in here for.

[amiable]

[ She sighs. :( ]

I'm missing work.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia reaches for one bit of chocolate on the table and pops it in her mouth. What's hygiene? Then she reaches to place a hand over Uru's. ]

It cannot be long enough, in my consideration.

[amiable]

[ She looks at her. ]

The castle does weird stuff every Valentine's.

[heloise]

[ She lets her smile recede a little. ]

You must think of it as a respite. There will be time to work after this.

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[amiable]

I wasn't done making chocolates either. [ She'll have to use some of the time now to finish all the chocolates for her guy friends. ]

[amiable]

[ Whoops, noticing all the scattered chocolate bits. ]

Gah!

[heloise]

[ She bites her lip and tries to look innocent. ]

We could ask for more from the castle?

And this time I will lend a hand. [ While stealing more chocolate. ]

[amiable]

Do you know how to bake, Lucrezia?

[heloise]

[ She reaches for a nearby mixing spoon and stands at ready. ]

I will be able to with your help, Uru.

[amiable]

Well, first we can enjoy this cake! I hope it's sweet enough. [ She's going to search for a knife to cut it with. ]

Have you celebrated Valentine's before?

[heloise]

[ She seems much too excited over the prospect of cake. ]

Saint Valentine has a different connotation in my time, but I've heard of Lupercalia at this time of year.

[amiable]

[ She returns with a knife and, forks, and two plates. ]

Luper...calia? [ Confused! ] What is that?

[heloise]

[ Caaaaaaaaaake. ]

I've read it celebrates fertility... but it has been outlawed for a very long time.

[amiable]

Outlawed? [ She pauses as she starts to cut a piece. ] That seems so harsh...

[ Even if she doesn't know what it celebrates. ]

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia looks at Uru with incomprehension. ]

It is a pagan festival.

[amiable]

Pagan... [ She stares, still confused. ] I don't know a lot about other cultures outside of Japan. I've lived only there my whole life.

[heloise]

Unchristian. [ She has been awfully sheltered as well. ] The church disallowed it because it involved unsavory practices.

[amiable]

Oh, are you religious, Lucrezia? [ She's never been the religious type either; she only paid respect on certain festivals and holidays. ]

[heloise]

I am the daughter of the Bishop of Rome, Uru.

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[amiable]

Oh! [ Laughs! ] I see!

[amiable]

[ Then she freezes.

Did she say bishop? Aren't those important people... ]

[amiable]

[ And nope, Uru hasn't realized Lucrezia is in the history books yet. ]

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[amiable]

[ The knife clatters on the table and she flails, suddenly looking really embarrassed. ]

S-Someone so important?!

[heloise]

[ Oh, Uru, this is why she doesn't mind possibly being stuck here for a week with you. She laughs and picks up the knife for her, offering the handle because she still wants her cake. ]

A most important person for me, of course, and perhaps for others too. He is the head of Christendom.

[amiable]

[ Takes it, but she's still flailing. BEWARE THE KNIFE. ]

The head?! And you're the daughter? OH! Ohh!! [ Blushing furiously. ] I've been so informal...

[heloise]

[ Taking one step back to avoid the sharp thing. She is pleased mostly because Uru's first response wasn't "for shame!" ]

You mustn't address me differently. I am still Lucrezia.

[amiable]

[ She's just... amazed. Why does everyone have such interesting lives. :( ]

Yes, of course! [ But that's still amazing... ]

[heloise]

I should have answered a simple yes to your question, Uru.

We were cutting the cake? [ Want. Cake. ]

[amiable]

Right! [ And she gets to cutting the cake. She doesn't cut a huge piece, but it's not too small either. She sets it on the plate and hands it out to Lucrezia. ] I hope it tastes alright!

[heloise]

[ Giggling as she takes it shyly, not wanting to seem too eager. ] Thank you, Uru.

[ She's going to wait until Uru gets her own slice first before digging in, no matter how much she's salivating at the moment sob. ]

[amiable]

[ Then she looks deep in thought: ]

Does this mean you have servants back home?

[heloise]

[ Steals a bite of cake as Uru sinks into her reverie. Tastes like heaven! ]

It would be strange not to.

[amiable]

I don't have servants back home. But I'm not rich...

[heloise]

[ She pauses and watches Uru for a moment. ] That is not a fault, surely.

[amiable]

Oh, no! I live by myself back home, so I don't mind taking care of things and doing all the chores. It's fun, actually!

Like... character building!

[heloise]

My father often said that hardship builds one's character.

[ She takes another bite to give her time to think. ]

You must have better character than I do, Uru.

[amiable]

Why do you say that?

[heloise]

Because I've been through little hardship.

[amiable]

It's not bad... but it doesn't make you any less of a good person. Some people can't help that.

[ She doesn't care much for things like privilege. ]