[Lenore is probably just having a nice time in the elegance of the winery, when she's interrupted by... Well, Fukuda is probably a perfectly welcome sight, but Grell is also here!
Anyway, Fukuda is holding a probably familiar gloved fake hand.]
Good evening, miss Lenore! [He seemed pleased with himself?]
[she kind of... looks at the ceiling for a few seconds.
why.
but then she just shakes her head.]
Keep it. I don't need it anymore.
I just broke a hand off a mannequin in the clothing store and put it inside a glove. Seemed like it would look convincing. It's just a shame that Vlad caught on as quickly as he did.
[she frowns, but she doesn't look that surprised.] Hm. Oh, well.
I knew he'd come for revenge, and hoped he'd be tempted to do something that would result in him losing a limb of his own. That was the only reason I bothered hiding my condition. But instead, I ended up beaten and kidnapped.
...Had some very handsome humans come to my rescue, though, so I suppose there was a silver lining to the ordeal.
I'm sorry that happened to you, still. I hope we didn't... give him any ideas. [Hm??] But... was it Steven and the doctor? You seem to get along well with them.
It was. I sent Steven a message with my phone, and the two of them went running all around the city in the middle of the night, looking for me. I was trapped inside a box, but I told him everything I could hear and feel and he managed to figure out my location.
Felt a bit like being in one of those stories. A captured princess, a noble rogue... or two, in this case.
[He winces and give her a look like when you accidentally step on your dogs tail and it just looks at you bc it doesn't know what it did to deserve this??]
Like I said, I think you're similar... just different shades of red.
[Fukuda seems slightly dazed as if he can't believe already how far this discussion has lasted without being shot down.
He opens his mouth to say something but then decides maybe he should just be quiet and let the ladies work out the details and not risk saying something wrong.]
[Oh, Grell doesn't usually kiss women. But Lenore is very pretty, she'll make an exception, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on the other woman's lips.]
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week 7, tuesday evening
Anyway, Fukuda is holding a probably familiar gloved fake hand.]
Good evening, miss Lenore!
[He seemed pleased with himself?]
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hmm.]
... Good evening.
Where did you find that?
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We sort of wondered where you found it in the first place, actually, too.
[He's holding it out to her, though.]
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why.
but then she just shakes her head.]
Keep it. I don't need it anymore.
I just broke a hand off a mannequin in the clothing store and put it inside a glove. Seemed like it would look convincing. It's just a shame that Vlad caught on as quickly as he did.
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Or did you not want him to know you were the one who killed him?
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[He would gesture but his hand is full. Frowning.]
Why don't you need it, though? Surely it's still helpful to have.
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I knew he'd come for revenge, and hoped he'd be tempted to do something that would result in him losing a limb of his own. That was the only reason I bothered hiding my condition. But instead, I ended up beaten and kidnapped.
...Had some very handsome humans come to my rescue, though, so I suppose there was a silver lining to the ordeal.
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I really wish he'd just stop already.
[VLAD....]
I'm sorry that happened to you, still. I hope we didn't... give him any ideas. [Hm??] But... was it Steven and the doctor? You seem to get along well with them.
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It was. I sent Steven a message with my phone, and the two of them went running all around the city in the middle of the night, looking for me. I was trapped inside a box, but I told him everything I could hear and feel and he managed to figure out my location.
Felt a bit like being in one of those stories. A captured princess, a noble rogue... or two, in this case.
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It does seem like something out of a story... Like a fairy tale and a crime drama at the same time. I'm just glad it worked out alright.
[Looking back at Lenore. Back to Grell. Back to Lenore.]
Ah, I really am surrounded by beautiful women right now.
[He's getting distracted.]
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Anyway, Grell, I do regret that we haven't spoken much before now. You seem like a very lovely person, and I believe we have much in common.
I hope I haven't caused you too much trouble, besides. [glancing at fukuda...]
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She steps on his foot (luckily? for him she's switched to flat-heeled shoes rather than her usual stiletto boots).]
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Like I said, I think you're similar... just different shades of red.
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So, the two of you have been talking about me? I'm flattered.
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I wouldn't say it like that...
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[just. talking to grell like fukuda isn't right here.]
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But I'd hate to be selfish! If you're interested in him, I don't mind sharing~
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You wouldn't?
[HE!!! SOUNDS INTERESTED.]
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Really? I don't suppose there are conditions, I should be aware of.
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I hate being left out when something exciting is happening~
[If you know what she means...]
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He opens his mouth to say something but then decides maybe he should just be quiet and let the ladies work out the details and not risk saying something wrong.]
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Shall we shake on it? Or...
[she'll lean in towards grell for a kiss?]
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In any case he's still electing to say nothing and just watch the very cool thing that is happening.]