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[golden_age_king]

[private; unhackable- Delita is recovering in his room, so Figaro peeps can feel free to harrass him]

I did not expect victory so easily achieved, but to feel it slip from my grasp is still no pleasant thing. I failed to land even a single scratch upon a single warrior, despite my own deceptions... If that fight had been for true, I would not be

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[loreleyundbiest]

Hiii! *skips into the room and bouncily sits on top of his bed*

[golden_age_king]

[Just.

Staring at her.]

...

[Very slowly and calmly.]

Why are you here, Lady Ilya?

[loreleyundbiest]

My name is Ilyasveil von Einzbern, and I came to visit.

[golden_age_king]

Visit? Why?

[loreleyundbiest]

Because I was kind of bored, and... that's what you do when people you know are hurt, right? You visit them.

[golden_age_king]

I... suppose you're right.

[Awkward shuffling.]

I had forgotten you were a member of Figaro. It is... nice, to see you again.

[loreleyundbiest]

*Her legs, which dangle off the edge of the bed without reaching the floor, kick back and forth*

Figaro's okay, but I'm only here because they pay Berserker and me.

You forgot about me?

[golden_age_king]

[Delita chuckles.]

I had forgotten your affiliation, but you and your companion are not quite so easily forgotten.

Is that so? You bear no particular loyalty to Edgar Figaro?

[loreleyundbiest]

No, but I don't dislike him. I do dislike some other leaders.

[golden_age_king]

So do I.

[loreleyundbiest]

Is that why you're here now, mister?

[golden_age_king]

Indeed.

Agni Rastra is... no longer to my liking.

[loreleyundbiest]

I don't like them because they wouldn't like Berserker, but what happened, mister?

[golden_age_king]

We had a conflict of interests.

[loreleyundbiest]

You sure are vague. Are you alright?

[golden_age_king]

'tis of no great concern. Where is your companion?