Open Post of Trendwhoring - 6

[ambitionkills]

*as usual, is sitting around somewhere with crafts and the like. Does, however, look far more bored than usual, and would appreciate the company of just about anyone -- though she's in the mood for impassioned speeches, so people she doesn't like would actually be best!*

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[nimitz_mom]

*happens to be walking through, and freezes, because she recognises this face from the 'faxes*

You.

[ambitionkills]

*raises an eyebrow, not looking too displeased* I take it you're new here?

[nimitz_mom]

I've been here long enough.

[ambitionkills]

Then we've yet to meet. The polite thing to do would be introducing yourself, as you seem to know who I am already.

[nimitz_mom]

Commodore Henke. Royal Manticoran Navy.

[ambitionkills]

*nods* Manticoran. I expected as much. You may have noticed this already, Commodore Henke, but there's no war here. If you insist on animosity, by all means have your fun with it, but I'd like to think death has left me retired.

[nimitz_mom]

Perhaps there is no war, but there is still revenge. You caused a lot of damage, Citizen.

[ambitionkills]

*rolls eyes* Obviously, you missed the part of the story where I died attempting to change that system. I go by Esther now, but I think you'd better stick with Admiral McQueen. *not so much with the smiling now*

[nimitz_mom]

Well, you obviously didn't do enough, because I've heard what's happened since I left there.

[ambitionkills]

Well, I haven't really heard. You might have missed, yet again, the part where I died in the act. Death for noble causes generally earns respect, not misunderstood, vengeful intentions. I don't generally subscribe to the idea that one's enemies are challenged in their mental processes, so it looks like you're a special case.

[nimitz_mom]

*hisses* Bitch.

[ambitionkills]

My, how quickly you resort to name-calling. Is this conversation even going anywhere, or were you just seeking an object for your tempter tantrum?

[nimitz_mom]

*winces, because had forgotten her temper yet again* *deep breaths for a few seconds, then speaks in a too-controlled voice* Alistair told me to leave you alone. I forgot myself.

He says you've taken up other hobbies?

[ambitionkills]

That's most kind of him, though I hope I can handle myself well enough. *rather amused at Mike's attempt at self-control*

Oh, yes. Mostly I play the guitar now.

[nimitz_mom]

*small smile* I believe it's myself who seems to need handling. Or at least, my temper.

*okay, forcing the words out* I'm sorry. I was out of order.

[ambitionkills]

*waves hand dismissively* All perfectly understandable, really. None of it approached the vitriol of Ransom's reaction.