ext_202000 ([identity profile] lady-general.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-08-24 05:16 pm
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Nightshift 26: F25

The man on the radio and the... Head Doctor, Celes supposed, had finished their tired arguments and left Celes considering her options. First and foremost, she would be waiting for Larsa and his companion. Still, her curiosity ran thickest when the man on the radio said something about a fire monster.

Asleep, in ice... Well, certainly she had an idea, and the blonde woman ran her fingers through her hair, considering her options. There was also this thin, green-tressed girl to think about. Hmm. The General settled herself at her desk, legs crossed at the ankles, flashlight up-ended on her desk for light.

Hopefully, the wait would not be long.

[identity profile] entrust-to-few.livejournal.com 2007-09-10 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Larsa glanced warily between the two, hoping their first impressions exceeded his expectations. He did his best to look as passive as ever before gazing curiously up at the woman at her request. It was then when he noted the young woman that was also in the room, gracing the other in a sheepish manner before speaking up.

"What is it that you wish of us, Lady Celes?"

[identity profile] inb4crazy.livejournal.com 2007-09-11 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
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Mion looked back and forth between the two people who had just entered, knowing from experience gained from sitting in on meetings with her family that it would probably be rude of her to speak up until it was, well, her turn to do so, so she merely stayed quiet and waited for Celes to answer... Larsa's, Mion thought he had said from outside, question.

[identity profile] judgemagister.livejournal.com 2007-09-12 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
This wouldn't be the first time he'd have to look after an entire group. It also wouldn't be the last. Judging from the appearance of the Lady Celes as well as her manner, she couldn't be any less than a woman of somewhat higher standing. Just what sort of standing was unclear, and it was doubtful her world even had the same caste system as Noah's own.

Shrugging off the thought, the judge looked from the girl to his own young Lord, giving a curt nod. "I see nothing wrong with it. Do you accept, Lord?" Truly doubtful the child would even think twice about accepting, and Noah had little reservations of his own for the accompanyment.

[identity profile] entrust-to-few.livejournal.com 2007-09-12 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
If the child had any inkling of what exactly invaded his guardian's thoughts, there would have been no doubt in his mind that he would've requested Gabranth to bend over before promptly punching him in the face. Alas, Larsa had not been graced with the gift of telepathy, and so he stood there ever so oblivious.

At Celes's request the young lord found himself shaking his head, glancing over at said woman once more and offered another smile. "I've no qualms about Lady Mion joining."