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hadriel_logs2016-03-10 10:19 pm
mismanagement) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-03-10 10:19 pm
Entry tags:
the dead know better
Who: Lilith (cashlin) and Maketh (mismanagement)
What: Awkwardness. Attempted reconciliation. Mostly awkwardness.
Where: Lilith’s apartment
When: Four days after this
Warnings: tbd
A thorough inventory of the shop containing Lilith’s bottles takes almost two days to complete, and fills up an entire notebook with lists. She’s been able to sort the bottles into identifiable types – some useful for weapons or construction, a few for drinking, and some that might have medicinal uses. For a little while she considers writing up a system to organize and identify each individual bottle – a numerical code to keep track of everything – but decides against it. That would take too long, in all likelihood.
She does test each bottle, though. It’s insane to think she wouldn’t. One mistake and someone might drink acid.
No, never. Not on her watch. She has to be more careful now. With everything.
Especially with the people here. She’s stumbled too much. It cannot happen again.
There have been – incidents. She shouldn’t have tried to give Lilith orders. It wasn’t her place, wouldn’t have worked even if they’d been back on Lothal because Lilith is many things – of this, Maketh is certain – but she is not a soldier. Will never be a soldier. Treating her as such only leads to—
Well.
Maketh stares at the bottle. It’s a squat thing, blue in color. Inside there’s a thick, rich liquor that reminds her of the drinks she had in the Academy, the ones that made you hallucinate by the end of the night. It tastes faintly of licorice. This particular bottle has been tested – just in case – but remains mostly full.
It’s the nicest liquor that Maketh could find in the shop. She thinks, perhaps, that it could work as an apology. People like gifts, don’t they? It’s not a bribe if you mean it sincerely. She intends to leave it outside Lilith’s door and then approach her later – give it a few days more to sink in. By that time, Maketh will have a script written out for the encounter. She won’t say the wrong things, their working relationship will continue without break, and these problems will cease.
Simple, Maketh thinks, and kneels to leave the bottle.
cashlin) and Maketh (mismanagement)What: Awkwardness. Attempted reconciliation. Mostly awkwardness.
Where: Lilith’s apartment
When: Four days after this
Warnings: tbd
A thorough inventory of the shop containing Lilith’s bottles takes almost two days to complete, and fills up an entire notebook with lists. She’s been able to sort the bottles into identifiable types – some useful for weapons or construction, a few for drinking, and some that might have medicinal uses. For a little while she considers writing up a system to organize and identify each individual bottle – a numerical code to keep track of everything – but decides against it. That would take too long, in all likelihood.
She does test each bottle, though. It’s insane to think she wouldn’t. One mistake and someone might drink acid.
No, never. Not on her watch. She has to be more careful now. With everything.
Especially with the people here. She’s stumbled too much. It cannot happen again.
There have been – incidents. She shouldn’t have tried to give Lilith orders. It wasn’t her place, wouldn’t have worked even if they’d been back on Lothal because Lilith is many things – of this, Maketh is certain – but she is not a soldier. Will never be a soldier. Treating her as such only leads to—
Well.
Maketh stares at the bottle. It’s a squat thing, blue in color. Inside there’s a thick, rich liquor that reminds her of the drinks she had in the Academy, the ones that made you hallucinate by the end of the night. It tastes faintly of licorice. This particular bottle has been tested – just in case – but remains mostly full.
It’s the nicest liquor that Maketh could find in the shop. She thinks, perhaps, that it could work as an apology. People like gifts, don’t they? It’s not a bribe if you mean it sincerely. She intends to leave it outside Lilith’s door and then approach her later – give it a few days more to sink in. By that time, Maketh will have a script written out for the encounter. She won’t say the wrong things, their working relationship will continue without break, and these problems will cease.
Simple, Maketh thinks, and kneels to leave the bottle.
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Her mouth quips. "No, we're not alone. I've had enough of that."
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She tilts her head, considering Maketh's face.
"You feeling a little better? I think the alcohol helped."
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Alcohol is good for that. It keeps her focused and prevents the thoughts from getting too tightly wound in her skull.
"I--I am feeling better, thank you. You've been...very kind about this."
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She knows, deep down, Maketh would've done the same for her.
"And it's not like it's a pain to have you over, or anything. Like you said: s'all right to start over. To... let people in, maybe."
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Lilith smiles.
"Just take a breather for now, okay? You gotta give that brain of yours a rest sometime."
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That's something. That's just going to have to be enough for now.
"Thank you, Lilith."