[Once upon a time there was a quiet, unused sitting room that dreamed of being something more. Each night before bed, it would ask the great Planning Committee to build a hallway right to its door, so it could be enjoyed like that cheeky sitting room near the courtyard. But alas, it feared its prayers would go unanswered until one day...]
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No, when he thought they couldn't get any stupider]
What was that, Rabbit?
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We were discussing the premise of our next glorious heist, which would of course, require the usual glitter, pink tutus, and spiked tea. Can't stray from this year's theme and all that.
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[BECAUSE HE KNOWS WHERE THAT WOULD HEAD]
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Doing what?
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That. Always so prim, my good Walker. It's after hours.
[Never mind the fact he's drinking the tea upside down.]
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Master would have none of that. He didn't believe in after hours.
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Isn't there a better way to sit on that chair? Using your Innocence that way seems a bit tiring.
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Why would Komui not be invited? Half of your plans involve equipment from his lab.
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Now, I think you need to tell me a bit more about it, first.
Throw in how exactly you got up there while you're at it.
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((ooc; AU Allen, 17, different scar, normalish arms, other stuff in the journal.))
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Well that's one way of doing things.
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[A little screeching and a little scraping before a plate is successfully unbolted from the table]
Cookie?
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We will be waiting a while.
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Not going to forgive it out of the goodness of your heart?
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