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[1000year_earl]

[An eastern courtyard has been decorating expensively. Flower arrangements. Banners. Picnic tables. Even some event tents with tables and drinks for guests to mill about. In one section is a dominating stage set with a large table on top. Behind its red curtains flow in the slight summer breeze. It seems out of place almost for the season

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[Before the event]

[1000year_earl]

[This is for the victims of those killed. The Earl has invited you all to talk to Road. However, it will be supervised. So be on your best behavior. ♥

The Earl himself will be knitting in a corner observing. Do poke him if things get out of hand.]

[cardio_swindle]

[He did request that he be able to talk to Road before hand. So. Of course he'll be here.]

[dreamofadeath]

[She looks up at Tyki, but not going to say anything until he does]

[cardio_swindle]

[He'll just pull up a chair next to her and light a cigarette. A bit awkward, with the big fat knitting elephant in the room, isn't it?]

[1000year_earl]

[The Earl is sitting behind the table.

Won't you join him for sugar tea?]

[no_ave_maria]

[Don't mind if she does.]

[1000year_earl]

[He pours her a cup of the cavity inducing liquid.]

Well met, General. It is good to see you in fine spirits once again. ♥

[no_ave_maria]

[She eyes it. Too sweet for her tastes, and so she just leans back in her chair. She has no pleasantries to offer.]

Been busy lately. Quite a mess you left all over.

[cardio_swindle]

[Going to mill about. But only because he wants to keep an eye on things. Half of him is tempted to slip off anyway, the rest is just morbid curiosity.]

[failingfelicity]

...two in one week, isn't it?

[cardio_swindle]

Two?

[He blinks at her. Forgive his preoccupation.]

[failingfelicity]

Traitors. [She can hardly blame him; she's a fidgety mess herself.] I don't like it.

[stitched_akuma]

[With her chair pulled to the side away from the Noahs, she glances around the room uncertainly. If any of the victims killed by her during the time she was unmodified during the plot want to, they can approach her. It's...a little disturbing, but she's sure she owes it to the victims.]

[cursed_clown]

[Allen walks up to her and holds out a hand. He doesn't say anything, but just smiles at her.]

[stitched_akuma]

[Her eyes widen for a moment, but then she realises this Allen isn't the one she killed. She holds out a hand in return, and gives a very small smile.]

Hello, Allen.

[cursed_clown]

[He pulls her up from the chair and toward the exit if she allows it.]

Come on. There is no point in spending our time here.

[countess_hearts]

[Having had her tea, she's taken out some knitting and is creating a beautiful orange, purple and blue striped scarf with a kitten motif. Maybe you are the lucky intended recipient. But at the same time as she knits, she's watching the crowd cautiously and carefully, checking that everything is going as planned.]

[solo_insanity]

[Sets a silver suitcase down next to him on the platform as he approaches her. He tilts his head down a fraction of an inch.]

Boss, I have a request.

[countess_hearts]

What might that be, Tyki-pet? ♥ [She sets down the knitting on her lap, giving him her full attention.]

[solo_insanity]

[He probably should have planned out how he was going to word this, but he didn't. Of course not, he'd make it up as he went.

He took of his hat and drew it to his chest, bowing in a manner more fit for a servant than the status of one who spent his time with dukes and lords.]

An eye for an eye. To repay for what was taken from me.