WHO: Veronika and Hak Soo WHEN: Monday (20th), 11PM WHERE: Veronika's abode (wherever that is) WHAT: Taking certain precautions should an assassination attempt occur.
Veronika knew that running the military was a job that required a certain degree of risk. A degree of risk that came from various sources, were one to consider such an idea. Whether it be on the battlefield, diplomatic missions gone wrong, or assassination attempts, danger always lingered. Of course, even with such levels of danger, Veronika found that her situation was quite exhilarating.
While she may have worked hard to achieve her dream, that did not mean that she did not find herself bored quite often. So the fact that someone, someone, among her own ranks (and perhaps a few from the nobility), kept attempting to kill her almost regularly- Well. It made her job all the more fun. Of course, even with her amusement, Veronika knew that letting her guard down for the sake of this game (as it's always a game in her mind) would be a rather moronic thing to do
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It was no secret that the Madam unnerved-well, everyone, really, and Hak Soo wasn't by any means immune to said intimidation. He was, however, smart enough to know better than to show any signs of said intimidation. He gave a quick smile and answered, "Of course not. There's never any trouble."
He stood for a moment before putting the bag onto the table. "I trust that you have kept up with the administration of the poison on schedule?" he asked, pulling out another set of vials and syringes. It wasn't exactly small talk, but when one's business was to offer their patient arsenic, there wasn't a wide variety of topics to choose from.
Hak Soo didn't know the details on the situation at hand, but he knew that one did not attempt building a resistance against at least seven different kinds of poisonous substances unless someone was after their life. Sighing, he held out his hand, an implicit request that the Madame pull up her sleeve so that he could draw blood for analysis.
"But of course," she responded lightly. "But it seems as though my dosage has gotten quite low. Hence why I was so hasty in calling you back here, miláčku." Carefully shrugging off the military jacket she often donned, Veronika slowly rolled up her sleeve soon after before extending her arm toward Hak Soo upon sitting back down.
Not even flinching at what was obviously a rather painful prick of the needle against her skin, she only continued to smile. "I did have something else I wanted to ask though, doctor. Tell me, is there anything else out there? I am not quite sure what types of poisons are available lately and I would rather not take any risks, as you know."
He had trouble suppressing the smirk that came to his face at the very request. Coughing, Hak Soo capped the vial with the Madame's blood; it was no laughing matter, and frankly, it was a bit gauche to express amusement in such a conversation.
"I thought you might say that," he said, "so I brought a new brand of rodenticide that's quite popular on the market." Hak Soo pulled out a bottle labelled Rat-no-moar. Sure, the name was questionable, as was the intelligence of the people who produced it, but the poison was effective.
He twisted the lid and took out a pink pill and a blue pill. "You should take the pink pill three times a week and the blue pill four. I'll visit again on the sixth to see if it's appropriate to raise the dosage then," he said, scrawling the instructions onto a piece of paper. He then made direct eye contact with Veronika. "These are virtually tasteless and odorless, and should you leave these laying around for someone to eat, well, let's say that the unfortunate person will be dead within the half hour."
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While she may have worked hard to achieve her dream, that did not mean that she did not find herself bored quite often. So the fact that someone, someone, among her own ranks (and perhaps a few from the nobility), kept attempting to kill her almost regularly- Well. It made her job all the more fun. Of course, even with her amusement, Veronika knew that letting her guard down for the sake of this game (as it's always a game in her mind) would be a rather moronic thing to do ( ... )
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He stood for a moment before putting the bag onto the table. "I trust that you have kept up with the administration of the poison on schedule?" he asked, pulling out another set of vials and syringes. It wasn't exactly small talk, but when one's business was to offer their patient arsenic, there wasn't a wide variety of topics to choose from.
Hak Soo didn't know the details on the situation at hand, but he knew that one did not attempt building a resistance against at least seven different kinds of poisonous substances unless someone was after their life. Sighing, he held out his hand, an implicit request that the Madame pull up her sleeve so that he could draw blood for analysis.
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Not even flinching at what was obviously a rather painful prick of the needle against her skin, she only continued to smile. "I did have something else I wanted to ask though, doctor. Tell me, is there anything else out there? I am not quite sure what types of poisons are available lately and I would rather not take any risks, as you know."
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"I thought you might say that," he said, "so I brought a new brand of rodenticide that's quite popular on the market." Hak Soo pulled out a bottle labelled Rat-no-moar. Sure, the name was questionable, as was the intelligence of the people who produced it, but the poison was effective.
He twisted the lid and took out a pink pill and a blue pill. "You should take the pink pill three times a week and the blue pill four. I'll visit again on the sixth to see if it's appropriate to raise the dosage then," he said, scrawling the instructions onto a piece of paper. He then made direct eye contact with Veronika. "These are virtually tasteless and odorless, and should you leave these laying around for someone to eat, well, let's say that the unfortunate person will be dead within the half hour."
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