[Console | Video] is it getting better?

[edgeoftheknife]

[Hello again Keeliai, your resident beautiful janitor evil overlord Hotel manager here. He's looking a little better rested than the last few times he's been on the network, rather nonchalant today, resting his chin on his hand.]

There's cake in the common room. Come have a piece.


((ooc: Translation: party in the Hotel! Everyone is invited. Come do fun things and be happy, because seriously some people need it. Party thread is here.))

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[denyamenti]

For any particular reason, or you just wanted to overload people with sugar and set them loose in the city?

[ His tone in no way conveys disapproval at the possibility, lbr. ]

video;

[edgeoftheknife]

[Ravel pauses, and a smile slowly spreads across his face.]

It was meant as a "thank you," but I'm a little more fond of your explanation to be honest. What did I tell you? I say something and then you swoop in with your brilliant insight.

Re: video;

[denyamenti]

I thought I'd give you a few free ones, since I left you without access to them for a week or so.

[edgeoftheknife]

Ah, yes. [He knows a little about that. Enough to know he probably doesn't want to talk about it over the network.] Very generous of you. One of these days I'll find a way to pay you for these little witticisms.

Will you be dropping by?

[denyamenti]

Parties aren't my thing, heriret.

[ He doesn't mingle well, a proven fact. ]

[edgeoftheknife]

There's nothing saying you have to stay and mingle. It's free cake. Everyone loves free cake.

[denyamenti]

[ Well, that's tempting. ]

Perhaps. Who is it meant to be thanking?

[edgeoftheknife]

The staff of the Hotel, and those who volunteered to help out while I've been in charge. The ones keeping everyone from having to suffer through me trying to cook.

[denyamenti]

[ a pause, study ]

You say that as though you're winding down your tenure.

[edgeoftheknife]

[A light laugh]

I say that because I realized the other night that I barely know any of the other staff, and I've been working in the bloody Hotel for months now. I'm forcing myself to say hello.

But now that you mention it, Anton's been feeling better. I'll probably be deposed any day now. Back to scrubbing toilets and all that.

[denyamenti]

That's a shame. I think with more practice, you'd be better at running it than he is.

[edgeoftheknife]

[That gets a louder laugh]

Good God, if you'd seen the shape the books were in when I handed them over, you wouldn't be saying that.

[denyamenti]

I believe I would be.

[edgeoftheknife]

[A slight pause]

Well. I think we're going to have to agree to disagree on this one, then.

[denyamenti]

When was the last time the djadjut thanked you for what you do, let alone went out of his way with something like cake?

[edgeoftheknife]

[A longer pause this time; Erskine is looking progressively less composed about this.]

I can't speak for the rest of the staff, but I don't need cake. Or thanks. I'm working off a debt.

[denyamenti]

My mistake, I was under the assumption indentured servitude had fallen out of style anymore.

[edgeoftheknife]

We're both over four hundred years old, we're allowed to be old-fashioned now and again. Besides, it beats the alternative.

[denyamenti]

[ Bakura laughed at that. ]

Well, you've got a long many years to go to catch up to me, heriret.

As you said, we'll agree to disagree on it.

[merb]

Is it chocolate?

[edgeoftheknife]

[Ravel's seen Stork around. Anton pointed him out as the fellow needing the slightly off cabbage. and it's just hard to miss the guy. But there's a difference between knowing that Stork exists and talking with him face to face.

There's a... bit of a pause before Ravel replies.]

Half of it is. Half is chocolate and half vanilla. Is that a problem?

[merb]

I'm allergic to chocolate. It gives me hives.

[ Said very matter of factly. ]

[edgeoftheknife]

Then stick with the vanilla half. I'll set a piece aside for you, if you like?

[merb]

Maybe... a little piece.

[ He's not being polite. He has a hard time digesting processed foods, and refined sugars in particular. They sometimes taste great though, which is sort of an awful catch-22. ]

[edgeoftheknife]

That can be arranged. Do you want to swing by and pick it up, or would you like it delivered?

[merb]

No, I can... get it.

[ A little interaction's probably good for him, that doesn't come from his machines and other projects. ]

Just as soon as I put these crystal kernels in the incubator.

[edgeoftheknife]

[...]

'Crystal kernels'?

[merb]

They're what you start artificial crystals from.

[ Because that's so helpful. No. ]

[edgeoftheknife]

I... see.

[He doesn't.]

[merb]

I can show you, if you wanted? It's here in the Hotel.

[ Guess what he keeps in his bedroom. ]