Valentine's Day }{ Open post

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WHO || Characters in the log [open or closed]
WHAT || VALENTINE'S DAY
WHERE || ALL AROUND THE CASTLE
WHEN || 2/14
HOW || DO WHAT YOU WANT

It's Valentine's Day! All around people are happily snuggling up with their loved one or drowning their feelings in booze and/or ice cream. Give out cards or chocolate or commiserate with other single people! Whoo Valentine's Day!

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[thesleeper]

[Squeak. Phineas slides through the doorway.]

Good afternoon, Sir Trinall... I hope you're not too terribly busy today... [He says, kind of pleadingly.]

[lissatrinall]

Did you need something, Phineas?

[thesleeper]

I.. uh.... well, this custom is a little foreign to me, but I overheard quite a few people talking about Valentine's Day, so... I made you a little something. [He produces a charm on a chain from behind his back. ...It's got runes of protection, and good fortune.

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa looks legitimately surprised when he pulls out the charm, almost uncomfortable for a split second before taking a closer look and seeing it's not like a giant heart or diamond or some shit. ] ... You foresee I'm going to be needing those, some time soon? [ still, she holds out a hand ]

[thesleeper]

Well... I suppose I could hope that you would never need them. However, given the nature of our work, it seems a bit inevitable.

[lissatrinall]

I usually try to make my own good fortune. But I suppose it can't hurt.

[thesleeper]

[Phineas smiles, and starts easing back towards the door...]

Right... well, anyway; I should leave you to your work. I know you're quite busy...

[He says quite pained, clearly hoping Lis'sa will stop him.]

[lissatrinall]

[ he makes it all the way to the door before she finally gives a a sigh and says: ] I'm not that busy.

[thesleeper]

Oh? You don't say... [He spins around.] In that case... what is it you prefer to do for fun, Lis'sa?

[lissatrinall]

Why do you ask?

[thesleeper]

Well I only ever see you on missions, in here, or in briefings... I'm suppose I'm just curious if there's a Lis'sa outside work, or if you're married to your research.

[lissatrinall]

Would that be some kind of problem?

[thesleeper]

They say over-obsession with your work can be unhealthy... but I'm one to talk, right? I spend most of my time buried in books.

[He winks, and leans against the wall.]

You just seem a bit overworked, is all.

[lissatrinall]

Sort of comes with being the boss. Wynn puts a lot of responsibility in our hands.

[thesleeper]

You mean to tell me you don't make any time for... distractions?

[lissatrinall]

I've been alive a long time. I've come to not need them as much, anymore.

[thesleeper]

Well... that's rather droll. If you don't have a hobby, what are you going to go back to if we ever actually win this whole crusade? [Such a simple view of the world, Phineas.]

[lissatrinall]

[ amusement pricks in her eyes as she looks up at him. ] You think some day the world won't need us anymore?

[thesleeper]

Well... The alternative is a rather depressing notion altogether... so I'd like to think so, yes.

[lissatrinall]

There's not much point to good without evil.

[thesleeper]

Well... I don't know about that. I'd argue that good for the sake of good has it's merits.

[lissatrinall]

That's not what I meant. But very high minded of you.

[thesleeper]

Well... My art definitely has fostered a strong resolve to do good. Real good, and not just... hatred under the guise of righteousness.

And, yes - [He grins,] - I do think "good" will defeat "evil" enough that we will be able to take an occasional vacation, without the world going to shit.

[lissatrinall]

[ she seems to muse on that for a second, then looks down at his present again. ]




Let me guess. The date's not entirely coincidental here.

[thesleeper]

Coincidences seem pretty rare, in a world like this, all things considered...

I happen to be a sucker for history, of which Valentine's day is overburdened with, and pretty girls; need I say more?

[He folds his arms.] But if you like, we can write it off as a coincidence.