Characters: Franziska von Karma (
its_karma_fool) and Miles Edgeworth (
edge_of_honor)
Subject: It's a tea party! Tea, and a mutually beneficial exchange of information.
Time: Mid-afternoon, current time.
Location: Franziska's quarters.
Warnings: Squabbling, snarking, evasiveness (Edgeworth) and a complete lack of subtlety (Franziska). Also, gossip about the entire crew~
Franziska prowled about her spartan room, irritably waiting for the tea to come to a proper boil. It would have been simpler to have one of the cooks bring some up, but she did not feel like dealing with that part of the crew or their imperfect tea.
As soon as the kettle (dark steel and engraved with the von Karma crest) began to whistle, she snatched it up and placed it alongside a matching tea set on the side table. Franziska poured herself a cup, sat down on one of the two chairs flanking the table, and kept her usual haughty gaze on the door.