OPEN - But here I dreamt I was an architect

[loversinverted]

WHO: Diabhall Minett and YOU!
WHAT: Still another elf falling from the sky - and then his time spent studying in quarantine.
WHEN: Arrival backdated to mid-August - quarantine backdated to the weeks that follow up until the present.
WHERE: The Planasene Forest, and then all over the Gallows.
NOTES: CWs: Body horror, blood, and death in the dream sequence. If you want to skip it, start reading after the italics!

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She nods lightly, moving past it. Titles aren't all that important anyway, at least when one isn't of the upper class.

At his question, Fifi pauses to think, glancing about. Then, "I wouldn't know, messere. But perhaps you might reach out to Seneschal Black. I believe the Gallows facilities are under his supervision."

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"Ah - Seneschal Black. That is extremely helpful, thank you."

His red-pink gaze dips briefly down as he flicks his book back open, making a note in an unfamiliar script upon the page - right next to a sketch of the very hall the both of them are currently standing in.

[untiltheyarent]

"You're welcome, Messere."

Her eyes flit down to the page, but she refrains from commenting as she simply curtsies once more.
"I must see to my duties," she says instead, and clicks her tongue to the puppy.
Sati comes to heel, looking up at her attentively as they make their departure.

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"Of course. Good day."

Calmly, he lets her go with a little bow of his head.

Helpful, he thinks to himself as he returns to sketching the hallway.