[Just when he was about to contact him about this, look at how speedy Nesso is... Elza's half-impressed by it, but he manages not to look too panicked. He knows Nesso's very impassioned when it comes to his sister...]
Ah, I received something too. Also from your sister. [...] I didn't really understand what it was about.
But Nesso, it can't be her. Relax and take a breath for a moment.
[He's like lightning, okay? He checked his CereVice on his break at work and THIS IS WHAT HE FOUND. That's why he may look shirtless with lingering bodyglitter shh. But no time for that!]
From Fiona as well? What did yours say?
[Relax? This is no time to relax! Either someone has his sister kidnapped or is besmirching her name! Or something. But no okay he does take a deep breath now, trying to calm himself.] It can't be her...
[But part of him wants it to be, to think that she may be somewhere where they could rescue her.]
[Goodness, this is a fair deal more awkward than the other messages she sent out. How does she explain her situation and reasoning to someone who's a knight and openly spoke with her about politics?]
Forgive me for seeking you out again so soon after our initial meeting - but I'm afraid there is a matter I must speak with you about....
[Elza smiles, curious, though he himself looks as though he's had quite the lack of sleep the last couple of days. Which he has... why is it he's been standing by while others in his house go crazy??]
[ . . . . well, his exhaustion doesn't escape her. He does seem rather fatigued and so she can't help but feel a bit guilty still calling upon him but....]
Natalia. [She gently reminds him-] Just Natalia.
Thank you for being understanding. I imagine it very rude of me to ask something of you already, but I have a request.
[Elza breathes a low laugh.] Just Natalia... All right, if you insist.
[He won't call her princess or lady or anything, but even a miss... He's used to being polite. Besides that, when he uses a title it almost ends up sounding like a pet name whoops it's the flirty thing.]
If it was a request like asking me out to tea, I don't think it'd be rude at all. [Teasing aside...] But I suppose it's something else, hm?
[He can recognise those footsteps by now... though it's odd that Mary knocks on his door and just runs away. Placing his longsword to the side, he opens the door and picks up the bouquet with a bemused expression.
And then he grins, shaking his head slightly, turning to the table in his room and picking up something.
Walking quietly out into the living room, he reaches around her seat to offer a bouquet.] You forgot something.
[ So she knows Zara helps out Ciel in the morning, and she's got her own work-- but there's someone she's been wondering about, so Mary waits until Elza's home and then seeks him out. ]
[Elza turns his head with a twitch of one ear, standing in the kitchen. He may or not be getting a glass of milk because well milk is delicious but it has nothing to do with how he's (in essence) a big cat.]
Mhm? Mary? [He turns to face her with a smile, leaning his back against the counter.] What is it?
[She asks that when he's taking his next sip-- and Elza abruptly coughs, frantic, quickly putting his glass down and bringing up the back of his hand to press to his mouth.]
[ She doesn't know how early or late it is when she wakes up, staggers out of bed with her head swimming with betrayal, homicidal fury, the burning of a bullet (or several) in her body and how her insides had felt as though they were tearing apart.
... Kind of still like now, which is why, should Elza walk by the bathroom, he may hear something like very violent and distraught retching coming through the closed door. ]
[He wouldn't even have to be close to the bathroom to hear that, really-- his ears might not be as sharp as Zara's, but they're nothing to scoff at either. He's an early riser to boot, and heard the staggering footsteps just before, hadn't worried too much about them but now's different.
Turning, Elza steps out of the kitchen in sharp motions, cold washing through him, and he moves urgently to the closed door.]
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--there, now I've got it. Hello. [...] I don't suppose this is Mary?
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[Is he alone in this? What happened.] Something from Fiona appeared in mine! It had her face! But there's no way that my sister would...
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What the hell is going on here? [Please, please talk your captain down from the metaphoric ledge that he is out on here okay?]
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Ah, I received something too. Also from your sister. [...] I didn't really understand what it was about.
But Nesso, it can't be her. Relax and take a breath for a moment.
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From Fiona as well? What did yours say?
[Relax? This is no time to relax! Either someone has his sister kidnapped or is besmirching her name! Or something. But no okay he does take a deep breath now, trying to calm himself.] It can't be her...
[But part of him wants it to be, to think that she may be somewhere where they could rescue her.]
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Uh... something about masks and... gimps? [If he looks and sounds confused yeah no he is. Definitely.] Either way, of course it isn't her.
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If she was here, she'd contact you normally right away, don't you think?
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[Goodness, this is a fair deal more awkward than the other messages she sent out. How does she explain her situation and reasoning to someone who's a knight and openly spoke with her about politics?]
Forgive me for seeking you out again so soon after our initial meeting - but I'm afraid there is a matter I must speak with you about....
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[Elza smiles, curious, though he himself looks as though he's had quite the lack of sleep the last couple of days. Which he has... why is it he's been standing by while others in his house go crazy??]
Of course. At your convenience.
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Natalia. [She gently reminds him-] Just Natalia.
Thank you for being understanding. I imagine it very rude of me to ask something of you already, but I have a request.
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[He won't call her princess or lady or anything, but even a miss... He's used to being polite. Besides that, when he uses a title it almost ends up sounding like a pet name whoops it's the flirty thing.]
If it was a request like asking me out to tea, I don't think it'd be rude at all. [Teasing aside...] But I suppose it's something else, hm?
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Working on her sewing in the living room, apparently, although it doesn't look like she's made much progress on it. Maybe she just started? ]
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And then he grins, shaking his head slightly, turning to the table in his room and picking up something.
Walking quietly out into the living room, he reaches around her seat to offer a bouquet.] You forgot something.
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But that's not the one I-- w-wait!
[ GOOD JOB, MARY. ]
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It's not. I'm going to keep the other one-- I like it a lot.
[He's p sure he's grinning in a dumb way because she's just so sweet.]
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I was just thinking... Nesso works, right? But he never talks about it... what does he do?
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W-- what he does? Nesso? [COUGH]
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Turning, Elza steps out of the kitchen in sharp motions, cold washing through him, and he moves urgently to the closed door.]
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Mary, it's me. Elza. I don't know what happened... but I'm here. I won't hurt you.
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