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Or the pharmacy directly, based on your insurance information.
Take care of yourself, in the meanwhile. If circumstances with Lucifer get too thorny... Well. Give me a call, won't you?
Take care of yourself, in the meanwhile. If circumstances with Lucifer get too thorny... Well. Give me a call, won't you?
Of course, of course. I'll speak with you again soon.
[She scoots to accommodate him on the bed. Just in case, you know, he wanted to use his own bed more fully than just being shoved to an edge. April doesn't know whether to believe any of that or not- it's the exact kind of bull she'd say straight faced to people for her own entertainment. But the man did come with living luggage. Things in his world were slightly more probable than her being a vampire queen.
Also, feeding luggage alcohol was now on the list of things to do.]
You're life is either terrible or we're going into the con artist business together.
Also, feeding luggage alcohol was now on the list of things to do.]
You're life is either terrible or we're going into the con artist business together.
Oh, it's absolutely that first one. Did you know I was literally in hell before I came here? Bloody teenager accidentally summoned me out of the Dungeon Dimensions. Disappointing for both of us, I assure you.
[Rincewind clucks his tongue, then lets the corner of his mouth turn up in a smirk, casting April a meaningful glance.]
...No reason it couldn't be a bit of both, though. I'm quite good with a con when I need to be. I work best under pressure, of course, but - I did convince the demon guarding the gates of hell I was there as an emissary from a sort of demonic worker's union. Could make us quite the pair.
[Rincewind clucks his tongue, then lets the corner of his mouth turn up in a smirk, casting April a meaningful glance.]
...No reason it couldn't be a bit of both, though. I'm quite good with a con when I need to be. I work best under pressure, of course, but - I did convince the demon guarding the gates of hell I was there as an emissary from a sort of demonic worker's union. Could make us quite the pair.
[ She sits up on one elbow, smirking a little as this plan starts to come together. ]
Mm. If you're already damned, considered a career in law?
Mm. If you're already damned, considered a career in law?
Yeah, not surprising at all. You seem like the kind of person everyone kicks.
No worries, I think I know you p well.
[And Rincewind will get to know Jeff all to intimately during underwear Sundays, and mornings where Jeff's too tired to put on anything before work.]
[And Rincewind will get to know Jeff all to intimately during underwear Sundays, and mornings where Jeff's too tired to put on anything before work.]
Doesn't damned just, like, rub off? Like spending time with hipsters. Eventually you become one of them.
[ Says April, the hipster. Hush. Part of being part of a group is hating that you are part of it, right? ]
And you could be another office girl. We need someone new to pick on.
[ Says April, the hipster. Hush. Part of being part of a group is hating that you are part of it, right? ]
And you could be another office girl. We need someone new to pick on.
Rincewind, I completely forgot to mention something! Your friend Lord Baelish has had the most splendid idea! From now on, our weekly tea shall be a weekly dinner and tea! So don't spoil your appetite beforehand.
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
Hello, Rincewind! I trust you received my message!
Oh, yes, I did. Dinners will be fine.
[sometimes. Fine. Some nights he'll probably find an excuse, but he's all right agreeing for now, because that's not the focus anymore. Now the focus - ]
You talked to Lord Baelish, did you? Did he sound all right? ...Coherent?
[- is fucking over Baelish.]
[sometimes. Fine. Some nights he'll probably find an excuse, but he's all right agreeing for now, because that's not the focus anymore. Now the focus - ]
You talked to Lord Baelish, did you? Did he sound all right? ...Coherent?
[- is fucking over Baelish.]
Oh, yes, he sounded perfectly well... of course, that was several days ago. Why? Has something happened?
Oh dear, whatever is the matter? Come now, you may tell me. In fact, I insist that you do!
I do suppose you may actually be the best to help, with you being the... priestess of light and all.
The poor man has a drug problem, you see. The whole thing's rather messy, he's so ashamed of it he can't feel he can reach out. I've tried to offer advice of course, but he won't listen to me. He's convinced himself I hate him.
[should have made that conversation private, Petyr. Technology: it's a bitch.]
The poor man has a drug problem, you see. The whole thing's rather messy, he's so ashamed of it he can't feel he can reach out. I've tried to offer advice of course, but he won't listen to me. He's convinced himself I hate him.
[should have made that conversation private, Petyr. Technology: it's a bitch.]
It's not the robe.
[ She will not be saying what it is, just smirking. From his bed. She doesn't care. ]
But I don't know if I believe you. How can you be in hell and not get a tan. Or some rad tattoos.
[ She will not be saying what it is, just smirking. From his bed. She doesn't care. ]
But I don't know if I believe you. How can you be in hell and not get a tan. Or some rad tattoos.
[This is going to bother him forever. Expect guesses at random times throughout the week now, April.]
Because I was trying to escape the whole time? Didn't stay very long. And I don't know what tattoos have to do with any of it.
...Tell me something about your world then. I don't think I've ever heard you mention.
Because I was trying to escape the whole time? Didn't stay very long. And I don't know what tattoos have to do with any of it.
...Tell me something about your world then. I don't think I've ever heard you mention.
My world isn't anything.
[She gives a small shrug]
I lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere and did nothing except, like, marry penguins and terrorize local shop keeps. We didn't even have a single serial killer.
[She gives a small shrug]
I lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere and did nothing except, like, marry penguins and terrorize local shop keeps. We didn't even have a single serial killer.
A... 'drug' problem? Those are medicines, are they not?
[L'Arachel is pure and innocent and also naive.]
Whatever is the problem? I am not a priestess, but you're still quite correct; I am a healer of unprecedented talent and very well suited to help with such matters.
[L'Arachel is pure and innocent and also naive.]
Whatever is the problem? I am not a priestess, but you're still quite correct; I am a healer of unprecedented talent and very well suited to help with such matters.
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