don't wait for a knight in shinin' armor, your savior's reflected in the mirror

[perpend]

[That sure was a fucking thing. That execution was a fucking thing. Those secrets are a fucking thing.

Cabanela retreats to his room, but not for all that long. Everyone will get a note eventually, written in very neat handwriting

I do not plan on bowing down to threats and intimidation. If you did not act, it means you were, like me, aware of the risk, but decided against it. Your reasons are entirely your own.

Join me in the dining room if you agree enough is enough, and that you won't acquiesce to threats. I don't plan to let this stop me, and neither should you.

-C

In the dining room itself, Cabanela has set up coffee and tea for those who want it-- there's no food, because to be honest, he doesn't know how to cook. Two more candles have been lit-- he wasn't really sure what to do about the whole... parasite thing... so Fern's candle will have to make due.]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ Probably...

It sure is crawling up him, either way!! Inching towards his face, as Elda laughs. ]

[notaccurate]

Don't just stand there laughing, help me!

[he's trying really hard to keep it from covering his face, he doesn't want to die by suffocating on a pokemon.]

[matchbreaker]

Why should I?

[ Yeah it's... totally intending to smooth all over his face. Sliiiiide. ]

[notaccurate]

Because then you would be responsible for my murder you atrocious w-

[That sentence doesn't get finished, because that sure is a Ditto all over his face.]

[matchbreaker]

[ PFFFTHAHAHA Elda bursts out laughing at that, as the Ditto's face appears in front of Elda. He forms an "arm" and makes a thumbs up like motion. And then pushes off Luca's face, to limberly jump into Elda's hands.

... Still laughing. ]

[notaccurate]

[Luca is left gasping for breath, because even though that lasted maybe 2 seconds tops he TOTALLY ALMOST DIED and this is ALL ELDA'S FAULT.

He's just giving her a murderous look now. Though it might not come off quite so scary, because his hair is all messed up. And he's not really that intimidating in the first place.]

[matchbreaker]

Oh don't you look at me like that.

[ Um, her murderous look probably wins? I mean it's a little goofy given she's holding a pink blob, but she has fangs and cat-like eyes. ]

[notaccurate]

[Yes it definitely wins out over Luca's, and it's enough to make his actual anger drop off a bit, but not so much as to completely kill his desire to mouth off.]

How would you like me to look at you, then?

[matchbreaker]

Not so uppity as to think you can threaten me.

[ She shrugs, and while her look relaxes, her eyes don't shift back. She's... well, she's been in cat eye mode most of this whole time, stressed. ]

But I don't control you, you can do what you want, really.

[notaccurate]

You're absolutely right, I can do whatever I want. And I will!

[He absolutely is going to make Elda pay.

And he's going to accomplish this by attempting to mess up her hair, apparently. His thought process being, her hands are full of a Ditto and thus she won't be able to grab him before the deed is done. Maybe.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh she isn't. She can't do it before he ruffs up her hair, but she can very quickly get Ditty in one hand - the thing coils up her arm - and then punch him in the stomach with the other. ]

A lady's hair?! Are are serious?!

[notaccurate]

[That is very unexpected, but probably what he deserved.

And now he is leaning against a wall and struggling to catch the breath that Elda just knocked out of him. He can't even respond just yet because he's too busy gasping for air.]

[matchbreaker]

[ How weak of a man is he?! She...

... Relents a little honestly? At the very least, she recollects Ditty in her arms to look down with more surprise at how winded her looks than anger.

... I mean it helps there isn't a mirror here so she can't get pissed again, but. ]