◌ 017 ◌ What is behind door number two?

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[Video message to everyone]

Thank you for that message, Mister Braxiatel!

I'm completely in agreement with his suggestion, so, would anyone like to team up with me? I think I know the answer to Miss Osculia's question.

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[luministimods]

[Miss Osculia stares back at her, bitterness in her expression--not at Fuu, but at the situation that such a child has found herself in] Then you're more naive than I thought.

Now. Is there anything else you'd like to know about what's being done to all of you?

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[Fuu blushes indignantly at Miss Osculia's comment, unfortunately only seeing her bitterness and not knowing the reason for it.]

It might seem like a small thing after all that, but... do you know if the Mayor really never able to meet with us, or was he avoiding us this whole time?

[finalwished]

[puts a hand on Fuu's shoulder again as she says, to Miss Osculia:] Or perhaps she still has hope that we old people have lost over the years.

[luministimods]

[gives Sara one of her thin smiles] Perhaps.

Oh, he's never been in town at all before now. He had no intention of meeting anyone. That's what I've been here for. [again, bitterness is clear in her tone]

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[Fuu looks over to Ms Sara with surprised gratitude clear on her face. Yet also surprising is the small smile that Miss Osculia gives Sara, and Fuu finds herself relaxing just a bit. Ms Sara believes in her. And... Miss Osculia is stern, but she isn't so bad.]

[Sadly, her optimism about the Mayor is not faring so well.]
I see. I'm sorry that your job has been so difficult.

Do you think he will really make an appearance then, for Miss Sophie and the Doctor's wedding?

[finalwished]

[just smiles gently at Fuu. the world could use more people with hope like hers]

[but she turns her gaze back to Miss Osculia, wondering what her response to that will be]

[luministimods]

[sighs] I didn't come here for the job.

I'm not certain. I do think he wants to speak to you--otherwise I can't see why he would have brought you here. But he wouldn't have to come for that. I suppose we'll have to wait and find out. [smiles wryly]

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[Fuu returns Miss Osculia's smile with a faint one of her own. Back to waiting for the next thing, it seems.]

[Her tone is now lighter and more conversational, with the hard topics seemingly behind them.]
If you didn't come for the job, what did you come for?

[finalwished]

[Sara stays quiet. she thinks she's already worked it out]

[luministimods]

[her words are quiet, but both they and her expression are bitter] Constantine.

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. . .? Really?

Why would you follow someone who, if I may say so, obviously makes you feel so bitter?

[luministimods]

[snorts] I certainly didn't feel this way when I chose to be part of his project. But it seems he doesn't have time even for me anymore.

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No?
[Fuu turns that over in her head for a minute.]
So, you were friends at the start?


[ooc: Ahh, I'm sorry! Fuu is so dense when it comes to matters of love. >.>]

[luministimods]

[gives a short laugh] Hopefully that's what his wife believes.

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[She is totally not getting it.]

Ah, is the Mayor's wife in Luministi as well?

[finalwished]

[a smile plays across Sara's lips, glad for something amusing in the midst of all this seriousness. she decides to let Miss Osculia handle this part of the conversation]

[luministimods]

[snorts] I should hope not. And he wouldn't subject her to anything like this in any case.

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Oh, is that so? The Mayor must greatly trust your ability to handle this to have you here, then!

...But then, Miss Verita's mother isn't here. That must be so hard for her.

[luministimods]

That's one way to look at it. [though her tone makes it clear she disagrees with that reasoning]

[gravely] Verita has much more to worry about than that now.

But I think I've told you all I can tell. It's probably best you leave now. There's no telling how Constantine may react when he finds out about this conversation.

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[Well, she knows a dismissal when she hears it, and it would be bad to get Miss Osculia in outright trouble with the Mayor. (But she doesn't quite get what's so bad about this part of the conversation, given everything else they spoke of.)]

[Deeply bows] Thank you, Miss Osculia. You have been quite helpful.
[So long as the answers were all truthful! But then, why bother lying when all this trouble had been taken for the setup-- and speaking of, there was the unopenable door.]

[finalwished]

Yes, thank you. We appreciate what you've shared.

But about the door...?

[luministimods]

[she nods, but her expression is sad] I haven't done it for you. This was because of Constantine.

Try the door. I have a feeling you'll be able to leave now.

[after it receives security clearance, at least, but someone needs to push the door first]

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[And Fuu will obligingly try the door]
[She's got to hurry and write this all down! She's really kicking herself for not setting her CAT to record it all...!]

[luministimods]

[the door rings out with a mechanical voice:] Security clearance required.

This is Miss Osculia, granting clearance.

[the door pops open]

There are you. [gives another thin smile]

And...good luck.

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[Fuu bows, surprised but grateful for Miss Osculia's last words. She really isn't so bad after all, is she.]

Thank you.
...You aren't coming out with us?