I'm your only friend / I'm not your only friend / but I'm a little glowing friend

[mentis_reae]

Who: The jailhouse gang and you! (Which means Edgeworth, Sirius, Shikamaru, and, uh, I guess if Grimmjow needs some visitors, too...)
When: Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Where: The jailhouse now.
Summary: Yeah, it's an open visitation log. WHOOP DE DOOP. BRING BAKED GOODS. Which means - just tag the thread of anyone you want to visit, I suppose. No

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[dancing_pierrot]

[ Franziska doesn't even look like she wants to be here. Her clothes are crumpled, as if she slept in them last night, and most of her make-up's worn off by now, leaving her face surprisingly bare. Not to mention the horrible bags under her eyes, created by a night's full of worry and pervasive beeping noises in her head.

She's not even going to bother saying hello, instead opting to just sit opposite him, eyes glaring, but mouth turned down in disappointment. ]

[atrumcanis]

[He looks at her quickly, taking stock--and then looks away quickly. It's stupid, but, her reaction to their last conversation--

No, he's not going to even consider that right now. He leans back in his chair instead, staring at the wall over her shoulder.]

What are you doing here.

[dancing_pierrot]

[She slumps in her seat, the look on her face sullen.]

To be honest, I don't know.

[There's a lot to be garnered from that confession itself, since how often is it that Franziska von Karma doesn't know something, and how often would she admit it to others?]

... I just wanted to talk to you, I suppose.

[atrumcanis]

[He raises his shoulders sharply, defensively, just as sullen in return. And he notes that confession, too, somewhere in the back of his head--but honestly, he's having trouble moving past their last conversation.

So he snorts, and looks away.]

Thought you weren't interested in talking to me.

[dancing_pierrot]

[She sighs tiredly, her gaze dropping to her hands, folded in her lap. There's a pause, then abruptly, she speaks.]

I trusted you, you know. I wanted to.

And then you had to go pull a stunt like this.

[atrumcanis]

[He stays focused away, gritting his teeth.]

I didn't pull anything, and it--it wasn't a stunt. It was--doing something.

[And now he does look over at her, slightly mutinous--but his eyes study her face, trying to read it--and for all of his scowling, he can't quite stop his eyes from looking... sad, maybe; sad at that announcement.]

Anyways. You still can.

[dancing_pierrot]

If by doing something you mean 'failing and being imprisoned for it', then I can only offer my congratulations. Well done.

[There's a short, bitter laugh.] Did Miles put you up to it?

[atrumcanis]

Oh, shut up.

And no, incidentally, he didn't. I volunteered. I told him I would do it, no one had to "put me up" to doing what was necessary.

[dancing_pierrot]

Hmph.

... I thought he would know better, at least.

[atrumcanis]

There wasn't any way to know what was going to happen, so get out of it.

[dancing_pierrot]

I just meant that he knows how badly such schemes tend to fail.

[atrumcanis]

[He folds his arms a little sullenly, glaring at her.]

It wasn't going to.

[dancing_pierrot]

All the more disappointing for you. Hmph. [She crosses her arms over her chest, not quite properly looking at him.]

I see you're an idealist, then.

[atrumcanis]

[He sighs and shuts his eyes a minute.]

Talk-- Talk about something else, would you.

[dancing_pierrot]

There is nothing else I wish to talk about. Ordinarily, I would indulge you in conversation, but right now, I do believe the behaviour of certain people has quite removed my inclination to humor you at this point in time.

[atrumcanis]

[He stares intently down at his hands for a moment, his shoulders raised, every bit of him tense--then he looks up at her quickly, his expression open and honest and sad and a little scared, maybe, just a little.]

Please. Look--I said "please", all right, I've-- [And then he catches himself and hardens his expression, his eyes narrowing.] I've done nothing but talk about bloody failing since I was put in here; that's all that anyone wants to talk about. Two seconds, can we just for two seconds talk about something else.