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oo1. ( text ) . { feb. 27 }

who left these in my room?

( attached is a photo of these flowers, in a nicely arranged bouquet. those from her world will recognize it instantly as acontium - wolfsbane. she thinks it's some kind of prank, blames it mostly on the nogitsune, and plans to get to the bottom of it as soon as she can. but for now, she's a little freaked out and more than a little annoyed. )

*not funny*

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And who would said list contain? Everyone here except for your own merry little band?

you, for starters. the hotel itself, probably. anyone else who seems suspicious. which, no, doesn't include my *friends*. but there would be others left off, too.

I feel so flattered to be included and thought of. I knew you had a soft spot for me, Lydia.

Let me know if they fade away. It could be an illusion. Have your wolves sniff around some. See if someone here or the hotel itself is hiding a secret garden.

Was there anything other than that included?

Edited (word fix) 2015-03-02 20:07 (UTC)

if you consider pure hatred a soft spot, you go right ahead.

no, nothing. just the flowers.

and they're not *my wolves*. they're people. you talk about them like they're pets.

It keeps me fed.

Odd. Those also mean 'misanthropy' in the language of flowers. I wonder if it is meant as a veiled threat, a stab at what they are or that.

If you want to be literal, you're the pet, not them. Sort of like one of those yappy little dogs that gets dressed up and nails done.

aren't you a 10 on a scale of 1-10 for morbid obesity at this point? do you ever stop being hungry? i mean you say you're insatiable but everyone has a breaking point.

i am *no one's* pet.

I am not a human, Lydia. You should know that by now. Your standards don't work for me.

Again, different standards and ways of viewing things.

you should visit me in person. like maybe right now.

( what did the five fingers say to the face? )

As delightful as spending time in your company is, I believe this method of communication works well enough for the time being.

you know this is why nobody likes you, right?

Friendship is somehow useful here?

Lydia, really, do you expect me to believe that if I were somehow kinder that all things would be forgiven and we would all be friends? I have to say I doubt that.

well, no. there's no forgiving the unforgivable. but there would probably be less people actively trying to rally for people killing you.

Empty threats mean little to me, Lydia. All of you have scurried from my presence as far as I can see.

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