wriothesley catchall

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[frostfist]

[ if they were both promised a lifetime supply of tea and snackoos would they brave the snails.... ]

You know, that's a good question. [ cautiously, he waves a hand in front of one of their faces. no response. ] Guess not. But I'm sure they have other means of detecting what goes on around them.

[ although since everything's free anyway, is it really a problem if rampant theft happens? questions to ponder for later. for now, they have (throws darts) potions to make. ]

What say you to trying out some of these activities?

[assayed]

[ well... they could just have a nice tea party on top snails like some alice in wonderland bullshit. and then get off when they're done. ]

The potions interest me the most.

[ they are the most science-looking things here. the spark of interest even makes her seem 20 percent more cheerful. ]

Science doesn't wait for anyone.

[frostfist]

[ getting war flashbacks to tagging boba's ema and also getting pelted in the face with SCIENCE. but in that case! he motions towards one of the potions stalls. ]

Lead the way then, mademoiselle.

[assayed]

[ science is love. science is life. did boba's ema love science or eustace more?

not the french, but okay. that tracks since fontaine did sound kind of french to her. she walks over and grabs the first color she sees: blue.

she pours a small portion out on the ground to see if it does anything: nope. ]

Hmm... does it need something else to do anything?

[ or is it just for aesthetic? ]

[frostfist]

[ obviously science because she's a woman of taste? kills eustace again

meanwhile, wriothesley watches her with fascination. he's meddled a little with chemicals but mostly at the encouragement of others, so ema's really the senior here despite his own advanced age. ]

I don't know much about chemicals, but all the ones I've worked with have worked best when added to another formula.

[ maybe they need....a second potion?? ]

[assayed]

[ ok plurk user stratomizer

that is as valid a theory as any. she takes a purple one and adds it to the blue on the ground. it splashes on both of them a little by the power of physics and rp.

she looks up, and her interest becomes much more engaged. ]

Oh! How did that happen?

[ what kind of weather is wriothesley's mood? ]

[frostfist]

[ i can enjoy a man enough to want to see him dead multiple times?

but given that wriothesley is in the company of a beautiful, smart woman (and also not dead yet) his mood is quite sunny! look at that mini non-blinding sun above his head. which he hasn't noticed yet. ]

Oh? What happened?

[assayed]

[ revives him every time

whoa... how sunny. he can see more of a cloud over her head, but there may be some sunshine peeking through. she is looking at the sun with more interest. ]

There's a sun above your head, but I'm not sure what it means yet. I'll have to observe.

[frostfist]

[ he looks up at the sun over his head and blinds himself immediately.

just kidding, he glances up just enough to see that extra light before looking back at ema. ]

Huh. Never had that happen to me before. And how long will I be under observation, Detective Skye?

[assayed]

Until it disappears. [ a beat. ] Hopefully, it'll disappear soon enough.

[ she isn't going to follow him forever. ]

[frostfist]

Should I be taking notes on you as well then?

[ double the research double the fun??? ]

[assayed]

[ wow, more sun breaks through the clouds at his offer. she doesn't do much to hide her expressions either, so it's clear she likes that idea. ]

If you could, but I won't hold you to it.

[ it's not like this is a crime investigation. ]

[frostfist]

[ anything to make the love of my life ema skye happy 🥺

she is not the love of his life (yet?) but he likes her well enough, so! ]

Not like I have much else to be doing right now. Your sun's shining a little brighter now, by the way.

[assayed]

[ neither of them can fall in love with two weeks (unfortunately).... but he is less annoying than the other man she died with.

she looks up with some thought. ]

Hmm... I think I'm starting to understand.

[ she does not elaborate. ]

[frostfist]

[ you know what, both he and i will take this as high praise. wriothesley will also patiently look at her. ]

Anything you'd like to share with the class?

[assayed]

[ IS IT HIGH PRAISE when ema won't hesitate to show her disdain for klavier?

she smiles because she can also be annoying. ]

I think you can figure it out. You seem like the type to catch on quick.

[frostfist]

[ why are they all fucking like this. ema smiles and wriothesley pretends to give her implications deep thought.

deadpan: ]

You're clearly unhappy to see me.

[assayed]

Yes. Absolutely.

[ not quite as deadpan, but she also wasn't trying to be. ]

[frostfist]

[ unfortunately, he is charmed by the fact that she is willing to go along with him. ]

If I had to take an actual guess, I'd guess that these are tied to our emotions.

[assayed]

[ he was willing to go along with her earlier, so she can only pay it forward. ]

See? I knew you'd catch on. I don't know it's reading our moods, but it's an interesting effect.

[frostfist]

[ interesting effect....he mulls over it a bit more. ]

Interesting right up until one of us gets sad and then end up rained on.

[assayed]

Am I going to see you cry, Mr. Wriothesley?

[ obviously joking. ]

[frostfist]

Maybe if you hold up enough onions to my face.

[ i'll do anything to make a man cry ]

[assayed]

I would test that in a flash.

[ she and i will do anything to make a man cry. ]

[frostfist]

Guess you better find some onions then.

[ it's time to make a grown man cry. ]