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[Well, that's...an odd reaction to the profiles. Mammon's interest is piqued - what's up with her? He spares a moment to look hers over - "guilty party"?? some story about a bluebird??? - and then turns and follows after her as she leaves the group.]
Hey. Hey! Where ya goin'?
Hey. Hey! Where ya goin'?
[She stiffens up when she hears someone calling after her, turning and regarding Mammon with a look that seems almost... tired, in a way.]
Just to the conservatory.
Is... something wrong, Mammon?
Just to the conservatory.
Is... something wrong, Mammon?
...That's an odd question.
Did you read it?
[She's assuming so, because if he didn't, then this conversation is basically over.]
Did you read it?
[She's assuming so, because if he didn't, then this conversation is basically over.]
...
I'm sorry. I don't think it's wise for me to talk about that right now.
[She is aware that makes her sound shady as all hell, but... really, she would rather let peoples minds wander to their own conclusions for the time being.
Her hand moves to idly clutch near her collarbone, almost out of habit, but meeting empty air.
...]
Would, um... would you walk with me a little bit?
I'm sorry. I don't think it's wise for me to talk about that right now.
[She is aware that makes her sound shady as all hell, but... really, she would rather let peoples minds wander to their own conclusions for the time being.
Her hand moves to idly clutch near her collarbone, almost out of habit, but meeting empty air.
...]
Would, um... would you walk with me a little bit?
[She'll give a quiet nod and carefully make their way out into the hall.
Oddly, instead of walking to the conservatory right next door, Luna walks right past it.]
...Do you think I lied to you yesterday?
Oddly, instead of walking to the conservatory right next door, Luna walks right past it.]
...Do you think I lied to you yesterday?
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Yes.
[She's not stopping, though she does give pause to process what he was trying to say.]
It's okay. If you're with me, then... I think there's something in the library I'd like to show you. Is that okay?
I can go to the conservatory afterwards by myself.
[She's not stopping, though she does give pause to process what he was trying to say.]
It's okay. If you're with me, then... I think there's something in the library I'd like to show you. Is that okay?
I can go to the conservatory afterwards by myself.
If I told you, would you leave?
[Hm. Maybe that was a foolish question. Her lips thin a bit, eyes dropping to her hands as they follow along the wall towards the library door.]
You could probably find it on your own. I just thought it might be a good, um... icebreaker.
[Hm. Maybe that was a foolish question. Her lips thin a bit, eyes dropping to her hands as they follow along the wall towards the library door.]
You could probably find it on your own. I just thought it might be a good, um... icebreaker.
I mean, I'm not leavin' now. I guess if it means somethin' to you, I'll stay and find out. Besides, it's not like the library's my choice of place to be.
[He's not a NERD. He's hardly going to come visit it again. But he'll just give a shrug.]
Go ahead. Let's see what ya wanna show me.
[He's not a NERD. He's hardly going to come visit it again. But he'll just give a shrug.]
Go ahead. Let's see what ya wanna show me.
[Into the library we go, then! She heads straight for one particular bookshelf, browsing the mismatched covers of all sorts of languages and wondering why it is that she can understand everything that she's seeing on the spines...
Ah. There it is. She carefully pulls out a rather plain book, holding it in her hands with an oddly delicate touch.]
I assume you've been around more than long enough to hear of Maurice Maeterlinck?
[Yes, she saw that fun age on your plaque.]
Ah. There it is. She carefully pulls out a rather plain book, holding it in her hands with an oddly delicate touch.]
I assume you've been around more than long enough to hear of Maurice Maeterlinck?
[Yes, she saw that fun age on your plaque.]
...
[..........Not ringing a bell.]
I'm guessin' that's some kind of author. I was never one for books and stuff, y'know. If you had to ask a demon, you'd have to ask Satan 'bout it. He's the bookworm of the family.
[Meanwhile, all he cared about over the years was the fluctuation of currencies and the economy.]
Is that his book?
[..........Not ringing a bell.]
I'm guessin' that's some kind of author. I was never one for books and stuff, y'know. If you had to ask a demon, you'd have to ask Satan 'bout it. He's the bookworm of the family.
[Meanwhile, all he cared about over the years was the fluctuation of currencies and the economy.]
Is that his book?
In a sense, yes. It's more of an anthology.
...
You're a... an actual demon, then?
[Said with an edge of suspicion. You look very human for a mythical creature, sir.]
...
You're a... an actual demon, then?
[Said with an edge of suspicion. You look very human for a mythical creature, sir.]
[Hm. The suspicion hasn't lifted, but at the very least, how casually he addresses it gets some of the tension out of her shoulders.]
It's a Hebrew name, isn't it? I can't say I know very much about religion, so... I didn't really question the choice on introduction.
I take it that the pursuit of wealth and material gain is your ultimate goal, then? [Wasn't he called the Avatar of Greed?]
It's a Hebrew name, isn't it? I can't say I know very much about religion, so... I didn't really question the choice on introduction.
I take it that the pursuit of wealth and material gain is your ultimate goal, then? [Wasn't he called the Avatar of Greed?]
[There's a slight side glance at her pointing out the origin of the name, and there's a moment like he wants to say something in reply...but it passes, and he just addresses her next question.]
Yep. One hundred percent. That's my thing, y'know. If it's money, or wealth, or anything valuable...I want it. That's what I live for.
Yep. One hundred percent. That's my thing, y'know. If it's money, or wealth, or anything valuable...I want it. That's what I live for.
I see.
[If he's expecting her to be impressed, he might be a little disappointed, since she only falls silent to trace a finger idly over the front cover of the book in her hands.]
Maeterlink was not an author. He was a playwright. There's a work of his named The Blue Bird. It's... important to me.
I know you said that this isn't exactly what you would choose to be doing. But when you can, I'd like you to read it. Not right the second, of course. But... at some point.
[If he's expecting her to be impressed, he might be a little disappointed, since she only falls silent to trace a finger idly over the front cover of the book in her hands.]
Maeterlink was not an author. He was a playwright. There's a work of his named The Blue Bird. It's... important to me.
I know you said that this isn't exactly what you would choose to be doing. But when you can, I'd like you to read it. Not right the second, of course. But... at some point.
O-okay?
[That's...a request, alright. He stares at the book, then at her, like half expecting this is some kind of joke. It's apparently not a joke. He's silent for a moment, before reaching out a hand.]
Y'know, I don't just do stuff for anyone. Especially random humans. [Is there a faint blush in his cheeks? He's glancing off to the side again, but there's a thoughtfulness to his expression. Maybe he's thinking of somebody?] But I guess I'll read this play of yours. It's not like there's much else to do 'round here.
[That's...a request, alright. He stares at the book, then at her, like half expecting this is some kind of joke. It's apparently not a joke. He's silent for a moment, before reaching out a hand.]
Y'know, I don't just do stuff for anyone. Especially random humans. [Is there a faint blush in his cheeks? He's glancing off to the side again, but there's a thoughtfulness to his expression. Maybe he's thinking of somebody?] But I guess I'll read this play of yours. It's not like there's much else to do 'round here.
[Her smile is warm as she hands the book over, clearly pleased that he didn't put up much of a fight.]
I appreciate it.
Just... take your time, okay? If you can't understand the importance of the Blue Bird, then... well, I don't think you'll really understand what else I might have to explain to you. About me, or about what I might know.
Tell me what you think the children learned, Mammon, and why it's important. Until then... I can't tell you what my plaque means.
I'm sorry.
I appreciate it.
Just... take your time, okay? If you can't understand the importance of the Blue Bird, then... well, I don't think you'll really understand what else I might have to explain to you. About me, or about what I might know.
Tell me what you think the children learned, Mammon, and why it's important. Until then... I can't tell you what my plaque means.
I'm sorry.
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[A sigh. Is he becoming soft? He's probably gotten soft. Ergh. But then again, when she puts it like that, it almost sounds like an assignment. Or a challenge. He can't exactly say no to that, and he is curious...]
Sure. Fine. I'll let ya know. [Hmmmph. He looks over the book briefly before putting it under an arm.] You sure are a lady of mysteries, huh, Luna?
Sure. Fine. I'll let ya know. [Hmmmph. He looks over the book briefly before putting it under an arm.] You sure are a lady of mysteries, huh, Luna?
Is that a bad thing?
[Her hand curls back up at her collarbone again, smile growing more wistful and nostalgic.]
I think everyone is entitled to keep something close to their heart. Sometimes it just... takes some difficult choices to find out who will really understand.
[Her hand curls back up at her collarbone again, smile growing more wistful and nostalgic.]
I think everyone is entitled to keep something close to their heart. Sometimes it just... takes some difficult choices to find out who will really understand.
No, it ain't a bad thing. I guess it just means that you aren't exactly an open book.
[Haha, book pun.]
Haha...I think I get that, though. [Keeping things close to the chest, he means. He practically has his heart on his sleeve, but there's some things that even he won't just tell anyone.] And besides, why waste time on someone who doesn't want to actually get to know ya?
[Haha, book pun.]
Haha...I think I get that, though. [Keeping things close to the chest, he means. He practically has his heart on his sleeve, but there's some things that even he won't just tell anyone.] And besides, why waste time on someone who doesn't want to actually get to know ya?
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