"Good morning, Taxon." Crisp British diction and smooth French enunciation and it must be the Countess of Gatas, sober in dark, deep blue and holding a china teacup in both hands as she sits down at her husband's desk, dwarfed by the masculine surroundings designed for a man much, much larger than she is but soothed by the authority of it
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In a break between meetings and conversations and god only knows what else, Petrana accidentally snaps her quillpen in half and swears, quietly, with no one present to hear her.
After, she sends a footman to fetch Doul to Davidias's study.
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Despite the book that he left just outside her door, he's still dressed for battle in his leathers with his sword at his hip.
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"Please join me, Master Doul, and close the door." Petra doesn't look up from what she's working on now; she's trying, slowly, to transcribe her notes from Elenic into English. It'd go faster if she let someone take dictation, but it speaks to her trust in Doul that she lets him witness what she considers a weakness.
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"I'm Fostern Judith of the sept of the United Shields and associated holdings, and acting sept leader," she continues (she's sitting on Mary Whalen's couch, like it's no big thing), "I'm also organizing the effort to figure out and end the Sunshine Motel curse, if that's what we're calling it, and we are unless somebody has something better--" She glances at the motel key on the table in front of her, which solves part of the mystery of how she was able to get to so many places so fast ( ... )
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"As important as this is, I can't presume to have the answers to all of these questions, Fostern-" she assumes it's a title, "-though you're correct I'd like to meet with you. It seems to me that for now our best hope of preventing this from spiralling into chaos again is to begin small, and work our way up. I don't know presently how councillors should be chosen; what I'm proposing is not a governing body but rather a group prepared to respond when our city requires a voice, who will have guidelines for doing so and for what precisely requires their attention."
Today and the rest of this month is stretching out before her like an eternity. "Here and now what I am offering is my assistance in instating the council, however I can best serve it; I'm not equipped to make sweeping decisions about the details of how that must be done or who will stand. I think that for this matter, right now, we may not have time for a full election- although I agree it's an excellent idea."
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"Most of the city runs itself, doesn't it? The only things we need are people to take charge during emergencies, laws and a way of making sure they're followed, and somebody responsible for dealing with our captors. I don't want anyone on my territory asking for taxes, and I figure you don't either." She's mildly discouraged by the idea of not having a full election immediately; she's an idealist, this one, young enough and new enough to the idea of power that she doesn't like even the slightest compromise. But she's old enough and experienced enough, on the other side of the coin, to know that just because she doesn't like ( ... )
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The repetition of her own words makes Petra - not precisely laugh, but she exhales in a tiredly amused huff, favouring Judith with a smile. She's taken care with cosmetics not to appear before her tablet again with the evidence of her weeping at the door down to the dungeons (she'd sent for a maid after her conversation with Doul), but she has to bite the inside of her cheek not to suggest that Judith thank her again when she hasn't strangled him herself.
She's arguing on his behalf, for due course, because she is a goddamn lady and even men like that deserve justice or there is no justice.
"I have a duty, even here. And you have a quick grasp of the reality of our situation- I'm glad. Are you willing to meet with me personally?"
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"First of all, I'm not interested in setting up a governing body here. We are, at best, ill-suited. I won't waste your time or mine on a fool's errand." Petra is a little brisk by this point, but it's been that kind of day and she's trying, very hard, not to let it get away from her. At least she's still polite, and patient, as Fred is hardly the subject of her ire and she's pleased that people are asking these questions.
Good. They should be asked. And the answers must be transparent.
"What we need is a functioning body in the times where the city must have a voice - such as now. I'm afraid it'd be equally foolish to expect a traditional trial in any sense of the word - and the question is not what he did but what do we do - but we must have some form of order and what I'm trying to see accomplished is that we create something best suited to our city as it is. An acting council will have to decide the Doctor's fate, and frankly I am not turning him over to anyone until I can be assured that there will be justice and not a ( ... )
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She wonders if she spent too much time at the good old W&H.
Giving Petrana a small smile, she nods. "Thank you for doing that. And you're thinking the city needs an...emergency council? I think that's a good idea, for handling weird situations like this." After a short pause, she does decide to ask. "If the Doctor's able to take visitors, or talk on the tablet, would you let me know? I have something I'd like to tell him, after all this."
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"An acting council, yes, and then something more formally organized once this has passed." Petra writes down Fred's name underneath Tosh's on her list of people to notify when and if the Doctor is receiving visitors - she's veritably created the paperwork for this mess and so far she's the one doing all of it. It's exhausting, but it gives her an occupation and she'll take that.
"And I will be having his tablet returned to him shortly." She chooses not to mention any precautions taken to prevent his ability to securely lock anything privately, at least not right now. "I'll notify you if he's to have visitors."
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"Some of us have spoken of forming a council before, but this incident makes it all the more pertinent. I was Sheriff of my area back home, and I'm willing to help as I can." Godric isn't sure how much responsibility he wants to take on, but he's likewise aware that someone as powerful as he is can hardly shirk responsibility entirely. If he doesn't take it willingly, it will find him sooner or later.
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"Godric," she inclines her head, politely. "I will mark down your name with the others- thank you. I felt certain I couldn't be the only one who'd had the thought, but it seems that we're no longer at leisure to ponder it."
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An excellent idea, Dr Yilmaz - and I'll see that you're expected.
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