Dream ✍ 006

[chose_death]

Effects: Severe irritation.
Warnings: ...... Some blood and implied adult situations?

Comments

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[spectaculaire]

[HE STARTED RESPONDING AT THE WEDDING PART]

Aha! See I knew you were thinking about the--

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[spectaculaire]

[LKJFAFADF SOMEONE KILLED.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

[deja vu anyone?]

[chose_death]

[Tamaki, meet Javert's poker face.]

No, I confess I am not familiar with theah. I could not have been thinking of it.

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[spectaculaire]

[GETTING BREATH BACK]

[punchesbards]

[ Ezio is just staring for a few seconds, and then eventually he just starts laughing in that deep, rumbling tone of his. ]

Rough day, ispettore?

[chose_death]

[Javert watches and waits calmly for the assassin to finish, his eyes on Ezio with a dryly arched brow. His jaw twitches; he does not enjoy being laughed at after all. He responds indifferently,]

No. Not unusually so.

[punchesbards]

[ How predictable that reaction is. ]

I should hope. I know neither I nor my brothers have dropped in so gracelessly while you were working..

[chose_death]

And I do not recommend it. You will not want any unpleasant consequences from that kind of attempt.

Salieri's stunned. I'M DYING LAUGHING. lmao not here 1/2

[bienquifaitmal]

[...]

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[bienquifaitmal]

[on second thought, he will think better of saying anything, and after a moment of silence, will click off the reply]

*Tips hat to you* Happy to amuse.

[chose_death]

[Antonio Salieri. Now there is a name Javert does not recognize. However as unfair as it may seem he has a current inherent wariness and mistrust of Italians, and so, the Inspector may keep a bit of an eye out for this man.

He makes a mental note of it and tucks his Dreamberry away.]

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh, there is a very very smug smirk on his lips]

What a nice dream, Inspector.

[Half naked Naomi, his brothers escaping and the sinister man finally unmasked for his corrupted justice. Sounds like the perfect day to Dastan]

[chose_death]

[Dastan, in stark contrast to his smug smirk, receives a dark, sullen, cold glare in response. It is just the man that Javert wanted to hear from least, yet he knew the call would come. Here to enjoy the Inspector's humiliating display, doubtless.]

Of course, [pronounces Javert coldly without a dash of emotion through clenched teeth.] You.

It is very predictable.

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh you. You are making the Prince's day.]

I suppose so, yes. Just like it would have been predictable to see you do the same would I have been in your shoes.

[Don't deny it, Javert. You would have enjoyed a dream like this by Dastan]

[chose_death]

Dream content is not governed by law. It is your private property. Why would I have a care what you fantasize by night? It does not interest me much.

[chose_death]

Neither option is necessary, Monsieur.

[Javert responds to his superior with his typical profound respect, his hat in his hand. He is calm, but very sententious and frank.]

If I am not on duty, I must remain on call. Unless you have found a suitable replacement for me in the case that I am unreachable. Otherwise I am obligated to keep myself available as I have done.

[scientize]

[Edgeworth may hear the slightest of annoyed 'huff's at the Inspector's reply to his superior. Naomi is not completely pleased with that reply, half asleep or not.]