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[illfatedsoul]

[After having his fun with some of the residents of Zelore, Alexei has retreated to the town's library. Here, he can at least think more clearly and deal with his own personal problems. He was seated near the window, book open and watching the people move about outside. Every once in a while, his left hand was subconsciously stroking his chest area

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[insipid_poison]

[ It's been a busy day healing injured people for Estelle. Now she wanted to relax in one of her favorite places to visit. Of course, she also came looking for someone, and no, it wasn't Alexei. Seriously what. ]

Rita? Are you in here?

[ Her voice is probably from somewhere amongst the rows of bookshelves, winding her way up and down each aisle. ]

[illfatedsoul]

...? [now that voice sounds familiar. All too familiar since it's coming from the library again.]

Estelle...?

[insipid_poison]

... [ Oh no -WAY-. It can't be! She pauses mid-way through an aisle, then clenches a fist. No use to flee or hide now, she's already here and he's already heard her. So she glances around, stepping a bit further out of the aisle, looking for that person who just spoke. ]

...Alexei...? I...I was just looking for Rita. [ Obviously. ]

[illfatedsoul]

[These two can never be apart no matter what XD.] Not having much luck again are you?

[insipid_poison]

[ Doomed, DOOMED! Him to constantly see his walking guilt, and her to see the person she feared. Because torment is fun! XD ]

... No, there's no sign of her anywhere. ... I wonder if she managed to leave...

[illfatedsoul]

...I'm sure if I make a scene, she'll come right on running in here to make sure I haven't done anything to you. [he's joking. Joking~ right?]

[insipid_poison]

[ Whimper. S...she hopes he's joking. All the same, Estelle tenses a bit, looking like she's ready to jump backwards out of the way (and probably knock into the bookshelves. oopth) if he so much as makes a step towards her. Or reaches for her. Or looks at her funny. Or sneezes wrong. ]

T...that's not funny. You aren't planning on... doing anything like last time I saw you in here again are you?

[ By which of course, she means that faked/not-faked suicide attempt. ]

[illfatedsoul]

[he laughs] I'm sorry, I thought it was. [Alexei has...a really odd sense of humor] I'm not going to do anything Princess...

Although...[there he goes, before thoughtful again.]

You are evil :D

[insipid_poison]

[ Although? ALTHOUGH? There should not be an althoughs!...although it's weird that he's making jokes. ]

What do you mean 'although'?

[ Darn it she's going to start asking people to walk with her places for fear of running into Alexei and his althoughs! ]

[illfatedsoul]

...Something does need to be done with Duke. He's been acting...off.

[insipid_poison]

[ ... that's not what she expected to hear. It comes almost out of left field. Way to confuse the princess! ]

... Duke? What do you mean he's been acting off? What has he been doing?

[ Not that Estelle would notice much of a difference, since she'd not really conversed with the guy much. Alexei may have though, and ... well if there was something wrong, then she should at least try and get some information about it right? ]

[illfatedsoul]

...Are you familiar about the ancient weapon-like artifacts, known as the Fell Arms?

[insipid_poison]

[ What an question to ask. On the plus side he's piqued her curiosity. On the other hand, she's not sure it's a good thing that he's talking about those. ]

Yes... somewhat. They're extremely rare and powerful weapons, or so I've read. What about them?

[illfatedsoul]

Duke is currently carrying one of the Fell Arms. I think it's effecting him somehow as long as he has it.

[insipid_poison]

[ Time for the understatement of the year. ]

O-oh. That's... not good. [ Assuming Alexei wasn't lying through his teeth that is. ] Still, I don't think Duke will just hand something like that over if what you say is true.

[illfatedsoul]

I don't think I could, he wouldn't trust me with something like a Fell Arm anyway. It's nothing of serious concern yet and perhaps the danger I sense will past.