As he’s speaking, you close the notebook and set it to the side. From your breast pocket comes a notebook of equal size and shape. You turn to a fresh page and start writing, nodding as he speaks.
“My plans involve having a word with Ms. Leijon. This little back and forth with Diamonds has gone on long enough, and I will not allow her to do as she pleases for a moment longer.” You dont mean to sound as riled as you are. It just doesnt sit well with you. Those three in general are a headache and a half, but the girl…its always the girl, isnt it. Absolutely impossible.
“As for Nine, his reeducation, to my knowledge, has gone as planned. It will take a while longer still for him to readjust, but with all things considered, treat him as you normally would. He cannot be replaced, and as we still have a use for him, he will remain.”
And thats all you have to say about that.
“Moving right along,” You pause in your writing to re open the filled notebook off to the side. “There was a bit of unpleasantness a little bit ago involving Snowman and The White Queen. I suppose kidnapped her might be the best way to describe it, though from what I heard there may have been more to it than that. Either way, upon returning the queen, as part of her demands, Snowman recieved amnesty on the matter for the entire Felt. I dont trust the lae folk, though, so its something to look out for.”
Hmm. Is that it? Any other unlawfullness that might be traced back to you? Ah…right.
“There is one last thing. Something that none of the others know, and that I would ask you keep secret until the time it comes to light. I have, shall we say, an agreement, with our local neutral supplier. A good friend of his was subject to one of my experiments, and when he found out, I offered him that friends freedom in return for supplying free of charge any items requested. There may come a time when I am accused of such acts as I have described, and though there is little proof, the police are just aching for a stab at me.”
You always figured some troll can be like wild animals at times, you just can’t have a leash on them. And you would say that about yourself even, so this isn’t a problematic view at all. You don’t know who started it but you think that Nepeta better be the one to end it somehow or this could potentially escalate to worst. “If there is someone who can alter the course before the crash it’s you.” You think you both see the potential ramifications of this kerfuffle and you think he knows better than anyone where this might go. This problem can’t be nipped in the bud any longer, so you understand part of his bitterness.
The notebook has always given you a sense of uncertainty, that just means you had said something quite relevant and you might never know what. Is it good, is it bad, you don’t know. Although he might just have been writing his own words for future reference. Something that just happens you think. You just nod in response, he will remain.
“I have a feeling they will look at every possible hole in the statements to make their move. I would need access to video or audio or any paperwork made. I will cross reference with all law, if we are unlucky this might fall into a category of ‘special cases’ or even be talked as an act of terrorism which on itself can’t be pardoned just because.” So, this is the big fish one. The one that makes your skin crawl. Monarchy law, prospitian law and derse law, specifically Midnight City law are all different. There are ways to turn this all around you just need to make a day for it, because if you can find the hole that means it’s just a matter of time before the law wants to use it, not only you have to find it you have to counter argue it and fast. So you take out your phone and select about 5 days for yourself on this matter.
You damn well know he did it and that if you weren’t a bad person this could be his meets end. But you also know this isn’t a hard thing to do for a bad person like you. “If could have full paper destructible specifics on that it would be helpful. If not then I make sure this doesn’t go anywhere. ” You add 3 more busy days to your calendar and think.
Doze was right, you were just located in the middle of the storm. You have a hard time suppressing the annoyance in your face, you feel it shows. “I have a feeling more is going to pop like daises but by that point I hope I would had made favorable progress.” You are slightly infuriated, you are easy to infuriate so no biggie. You take a deep breath.
You pocket your phone fast, and you would have a closing statement to maybe reassure Scratch but right now you are just thinking about to shut down all the fires everyone started. Way too many FUCKING things to fix. Come on, not mental swearing, not right now. “If that is all…” Should you go, should you stay, should you attempt to finish the now cold tea, very unlikely. You don’t know if you want to be excused right now, this was all work talk. Then again, it was a lot of tiresome talk and you would understand if this is as far as it gets, your own issues and accomplishments can be relegated for another day.