harmonial: 𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔯𝔒 𝔑𝔬𝔒𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔰𝔒𝔒π”ͺ 𝔱𝔬 π”Ÿπ”’ π”žπ”«π”Άπ”¬π”«π”’ π”žπ”―π”¬π”²π”«π”‘ (pic#17623108)
ain't no thing but a chicken wing (πš‚πš„π™½π™³π™°πšˆ) ([personal profile] harmonial) wrote in [community profile] peacockstop 2025-01-18 01:37 am (UTC)

[Topaz. Is it a coincidence?

His gaze lifts to the young woman's face, studying those unfamiliar features with more scrutiny this time. The possibility seems astronomically low, given that he has met no one else he recognizes in this place — but he's no stranger to chance. And hadn't he once looked up into the eyes of another senior manager of the IPC not long ago, unexpectedly lending him aid and freeing him from punishment? He sorts through his mind, thinking back on anything else he'd found in his research into the Strategic Investment Department. What did he know about Topaz? A better question — what would she know about him? Certainly his face. But how much other information had they all shared among each other?

Sunday realizes he'll look suspicious if he pauses much longer, so he answers:]


Wonweek. 10 of Clubs. [The number because it's the lowest on the list allowed in the lounge; the suit because it's not hers, so if she asks him questions about it, there's a chance he can get away with bluffing.] I don't have an opportunity to meet royalty like an Ace too often. I suppose that's why I've found it hard to socialize, I don't quite feel like I... fit in. As you might have noticed, I'm not used to indulging, either.

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