[Typed]

[malnosso]

[This message appears in typeset, something unique to the Malnosso and entries from the tunnel laptops. This message is accompanied with a voice function, but in a computerized voice.]

Attention subjects of Region 06: Luceti. A traitor to the Malnosso organization, known to you as Catherine, resides still in your enclosure after earlier attempts to detain him. Report his location so that he may be detained and brought to justice to account for his crimes.

Failure to comply will carry its own consequences. You have six days to comply.

((ooc: The Malnosso will not be replying to his. Characters are free to discuss among themselves in the post.))

Comments

[Nothing] Open to House 11

[selphie_t]

[Considering that Selphie was one of the people who got taken out by one of those bloody droids. Her blood runs cold at the threat of retaliation if they don't surrender Sir Catherine to the Organization and she's far too busy glaring daggers at the typed post to even form a coherent thought.

Instead, she's going to throw her journal against the wall and stalk out of her room for the kitchen to grab something to eat. The sooner she can get something into her mouth, the sooner she can start to calm herself down. The damn droid could've killed her and Adell and they think that they can just leave an aggressive message demanding the man's surrender?

Hyne be damned, if Selphie had access to a cache of Ultima, she'd be casting it at every single Malnosso she could get her paws on.]

[Nothing] this work?

[falenandawn]

[Frey is actually seated in the kitchen, a kettle set on the stove to boil making it obvious his reasons for being there. Tea had sounded like a nice idea, earlier, and it had sounded even more like a decent idea after flipping through the journals as he waited for the water to boil.]

[Nothing] perfecto. <3

[selphie_t]

[Selphie storms into the kitchen and beelines right for the fridge where she pulls out the last of the puddings from the other night.]

Stupid Malnosso.

[Nothing] <3

[falenandawn]

You saw their demand as well, I am guessing? [He looks up from the journal as she enters, scooting his chair back to stand.

She was clearly upset, and it was easy to guess why.]

[Nothing]

[selphie_t]

As if they're gonna get away with threatening the village like that.

[Pardon Selphie's language.] Just who the fuck do they think they are?

[Nothing] [actionish]

[falenandawn]

[He has far from delicate ears, and Selphie knows that.]

We are but tools to many of them, I think. They keep us caged in here, safe from the third party but at their mercy. It is clear they believe they hold all the cards. [The teapot begins to hiss and whistle softly, and Freyjadour steps over to the stove to turn off the heat and prevent the sound from growing harsh.]

Would you like some tea?

[Nothing] [actionish]

[selphie_t]

[Selphie procures two spoons from a drawer and offers one to Frey.]

Pudding?

Re: [Nothing] [actionish]

[falenandawn]

[Tea and pudding...?

Well, why not.] Sure.

[Nothing] [actionish]

[selphie_t]

Alright. It's a date!

[Nothing] [actionish]

[falenandawn]

[He chuckles slightly at her wording, grinning a bit.] You make it sound as if we are not in the same house already.

[Nothing] [actionish]

[selphie_t]

[She shrugs at that.] I don't think that really matters.