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[fixyourproblem]

A sturdy man, middle aged, strides down a gravel path in the gardens, eyes more on the open folder he’s carrying than on his surroundings.

He’s complaining to himself.

Loudly.

“Of all the political bullshit,” he says furiously, “I will not undercut - impossible, self centered, short sighted - Why can’t I have one week

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[cat_inthe_sun]

"Bullshit. What is bullshit?" Jackrabbit asked, coming up behind him and touching the Kenner on his wrist, bringing it to his ear.

[fixyourproblem]

"Who the hell are you?" Yanni demands, eyebrows going up. Jackrabbit's gesture is almost familiar, almost like a pilot's behavior, but not quite right.

[cat_inthe_sun]

"Jackrabbit. Bullshit, no equivalent translation, what is bullshit?"

[fixyourproblem]

All right...

"'Nonsense'," Yanni says still sharp, "Who're you with?"

[florian_9979]

*very quietly* Hello, ser.

[fixyourproblem]

"Florian," not quite as loudly as earlier, but still not exactly quiet himself.

Then his body language melts, turns softer, all the angry tension in his shoulders simply gone. "Ari here, then?" he asks, gruff around the edges, but gentle.

[florian_9979]

*nods* Yes, ser.

[fixyourproblem]

"Hmmm," Yanni says, because 'good' is not quite appropriate.

Almost ruefully, "Well, damn."

[alcuin_delaunay]

With a picnic basket over his arm and in search of someone to share it with, probably Galwyn, Alcuin stops at seeing the new arrival, and gives him a friendly smile. "Hello. Welcome to the Mansion."

[fixyourproblem]

"...Damn stupid name," Yanni says, not in the slightest placated, "Who're you? What do you want?"

[alcuin_delaunay]

"Alcuin no Delaunay, and I want nothing. I thought to welcome you."

[fixyourproblem]

"Uh huh," Yanni says, suspicious as suspicious can be, jaw set.

[ari_v_2_0]

"Yanni!" Ari exclaims, grinning broadly, not bothering to restrain her amusement. She rocks up onto the balls of her feet, her hands caught behind her back, eyes bright and interested.

[fixyourproblem]

"Ari! What the hell?" Yanni demands, gesturing widely to the grounds.

[ari_v_2_0]

Ari loves it when Yanni yells at her. It reminds her of her maman. "A damn good question!" she says cheerfully, "It's one hell of a mess, whatever it is, that's for sure."

[fixyourproblem]

He glares at her. "You're awfully damn easy about it."

[tends_to_panic]

And here Justin had just begun to relax in his new surroundings. Granted, there are people he'd less like to run into, but then there are also worse fates than being savaged by a bear.

On the other hand, at least Yanni isn't shouting at him. Yet. So it is possible to say, more or less composedly, "There you are. I kind of figured it was only a matter of time."

[fixyourproblem]

"What do you mean, only a matter of time?" Yanni says, glowering, "How the hell did you figure that? When the hell did you figure that?"

[tends_to_panic]

"Sometime between finding Ari and Grant here ahead of me, and figuring out that most people who have company here have a lot of it. And no, I still don't know why. Nice to see you, too, by the way." Hands in the pockets, head up; not that he's fooling anybody, but there's no need to leave himself wide open.

[fixyourproblem]

"Ahead of you?" Yanni says, "How'd they manage that?"