Four figures silently walk away from the embassy. Behind them, a very angry-looking catgirl crosses her arms with a frown.
No one pays any mind to the slowly retreating group. Everyone is more interested in the catgirl as she angrily shouts orders. Most of them to her knights, and her guard.
The mood among that group is more somber, than anything else. Maybe it's because one of them is very clearly teeming with anger.
"Lass." One of them mumbles, "Are ye gonna calm down or are ye gonna go off and murder somethin'?"
"We'll see." One of them replies, she hoists her spear over her shoulders and continues on like nothing happened.
You are Jack Albator, excellent interrogator, arbitrator, and can be very threatening if nothing else. Today's foray into your newfound skills has been a disappointing, and draining experience.
Of course, the one you promised to spend the day with puts this in much more elegant terms.
"This has been the worst date ever." Madeleine pouts, looking in your direction, "You know that, right?"
"Aye." You take a flask from your pocket, and take a drink from it. "Want a sip?"
"Please."
Madeleine takes the flask and nearly empties it. It's just as well, really.
So, what did you learn today?
Aye, right, you remember.
Most of Catland is corrupt, the butler probably didn't do it by himself but good luck finding the people who did, and Biscotti still has a mole in it.
Great.
Oh right, and Yuuki wants to take Louise to the edges of the Earth where the scary politics can't get her.
That's right, too.
Speaking of which-
"Need a drink?"
"No." The black-haired girl desperately stranging the pole-end of her spear continues staring into the distance.
>Well, talk to you later.
>Let's resume our date, Madeleine.
>Let's just go find a place to eat, this is enough.
>We should all call it a night
>You don't want to but.. let's go look for that mole.
>Other?