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Wriothesley ([personal profile] cuffit) wrote in [community profile] primos 2024-01-21 02:43 pm (UTC)

I'm in charge of Meropide, kid, not the postal service.

[ And with that in mind, he really ought to reiterate that Lyney can bring these to the mail room's drop box. But he has the feeling the instructions will fall on deaf ears: Lyney likely doesn't want his mail seen to by a faceless facet of Meropide's system and its unfamiliar staff of sorters, but by someone he can actually put a name to. He can have that. For the right amount of coupons.

Wriothesley sighs.

Forget the coupons for now--they shouldn't even be having this exchange, not after that meeting so many months back. Honestly. What happened to steering clear of here? Keeping his affairs away from this place? Wriothesley isn't one to dwell on the details--either you're here or you're not, and if you are, then get to work--but he's found himself inexplicably peeved by Lyney's return to the Fortress. He had first suspected this might be Arlecchino's doing again, that Lyney might not have had a choice in the matter, but a copy of the case file provided to him by Neuvillette suggests that's not remotely the situation at hand. Lyney is here on account of his own decisions. Bottom line. And Wriothesley isn't sure he likes that any better than he likes the dashed prospect of the Harbinger sending him this way.
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