and it takes, and it takes, and it takes

[acherontiastyx]

[It... definitely takes a while for the weekly after-execution note to arrive, but it does --- kind of scrawly and on ripped paper rather than nice stationery.]

EY. YO. WE GOT EFFIGIES IN THE DINING ROOM AND WE'RE GONNA BURN EM.

FOOD TOO. THE USUAL AND HOT COCOA. GOOD FOR THE SOUL. GET SOME. MAYBE TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR ROOM IF YOU HAVE TO. JUST GET SOME.

[Anyway, in the dining room, there's plenty of mugs set out, with a janky looking arrow sign pointing into the kitchen to where you can get your hot cocoa. On the table, there's Vichyssoise, a pot of green tea, and some booze. There's also a cookie tray on the floor away from the table on which to burn the Wordsmith and Kimbley effigies, which are handily placed near the food on the table.

...also if you go in the kitchen without shoes on just. Watch the northern corner. There's no kidneys, but there's a lot of broken plates there for some reason...]

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[tsugomori]

[ That sounds like a lot of fun! ]

A rich country, hm? Have you told me what it looks like before? I don't think I recall, or I probably forgot. Is it full of forests?

[ ... Usually when he does think of "rich country" his mind does go to "place with a lot of green". ]

[plegia]

Forests? Absolutely not! Plegia's a damned desert!

[He laughs at that; it's really funny, honestly.]

We thrive on trade though - Ylisse and Ferox and the countries across the sea... Plegia's doing incredibly well for itself!

[tsugomori]

Ah that is right, you did mention that it did get quite hot there, I think.

[ ... Which makes him again wonder how Gangrel could wear what he does and not collapse of a heatstroke. ]

But, I am quite happy to hear that your country has a way to sustain itself quite easily.

[plegia]

[ ]

It certainly could be worse, but we've done well for ourselves despite our ever-changing leadership. I suppose that's because of the Grimleal. As much as I hate to thank them for anything.

[tsugomori]

Some groups, even if they're troublesome, seem to have their benefits in the end, I suppose. But hopefully you won't have to rely on them for too long and can kick them out someday.

[ He'll finish up his tea, though and place the cup into the sink. ]

Well, I think I should be heading off to my room now. I wouldn't want to nod off during our conversation or something like that. Oh, and have yourself a good night, Gangrel.

[plegia]

Right, of course. If you got yourself killed in such a stupid way...

[He says it like it's a threat, but he's not entirely sure how to finish that. How the hell do you threaten a dead man.]

...Anyway, yes, you too, I suppose.

[He waves a hand in dismissal. Thanks, Mikazuki.]