![]() ![]() I’m far too busy with these patients anyway.” “Huh? Whaddya mean-?” Seele stopped herself seeing the irritating smirk on that woman’s face. Natasha’s eyes went from confusion to intrigue and finally to amusement. Unfortunately for Seele, a certain someone here had raised her since she was a child and knew her inside-out. As much as she didn’t mind Natasha’s presence, this little thing was an occasion for as little people as possible. She grinded her feet in place, making holes in the floor. Then Seele’s snarkiness upon mentioning the amazing and illustrious Supreme Guardian Bronya had returned back to anxiety. If you’re meeting with her about the future of our displaced children, then maybe I should open my schedule…” said Natasha, thinking. “Really? I’m surprised you didn’t consult me first. I was planning on showing her the trinket I told you about. The first thing she wants to do is establish an orphanage and asked me if we could visit Rivet Town. Our beautiful and glorious Supreme Guardian Bronya has finally signed off on a project or whatever to help us lowly Underworlders. Now her anxiety had transformed into snark. Why were you carrying it around, though?” “It’s uh…” Seele nervously licked her lips and stared out the nearest window, remembering why. If it’s as unique as you say, then you know me. Back onto your trinket, I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s here. “I also remember scolding you for being so clumsy, yes.” Pah, I woulda showed them what’s for if I didn’t take that nasty fall.” “Well, maybe next time they shouldn’t corner an old couple and extort them for shields. I distinctly remember scolding you for cursing so much then too.” Seele put an indignant hand on her hip. You remember a few days ago when I got into a tussle with a few vagrants? Before that, I fetched it from my place after digging ‘round all morning.” “Ah, right. “Did you leave it here?” “Mhm, I think so. “I see…” Natasha put a finger on her chin and thought long about it. I used to be quite an artist when I was Hook’s age.” It looks like one of those abstract art pieces you’d find in the Overworld-that Pela girl was telling me the big deal about ‘em when I came up last time. “It’s a trinket from our old orphanage, you know, in Rivet Town. Eventually she gave up and held her arms down, souring. ![]() Seele made odd gestures with her hands as though to try to physically describe it but she was no better than a mime. Anyway, have you seen a, uh… How do I describe this thing anyway?” I’ll be sure to shut the hell-” Natasha frowned, “-shut the flip up next time. “The last thing that girl needs is to start swearing like you.” ![]() One was noticeably diminutive from the others with ‘HOOK’ stitched into the breast-pocket, adorned with colorful buttons and pins. “Need I to remind you about your careless use of foul language? You’re lucky Hook isn’t cleaning today…” Natasha sighed and glanced to the back-corner of her clinic where a rack for cleaning gowns was. You’ve been, err, here for a while, haven’t ya?” “F-Freaking believe it…” Seele cleared her throat and spun, facing one disappointed Natasha, her arms crossed underneath her breasts. “Dammit…! Dammit all, where the hell did I put it? Did it grow legs or something and walk away? Ugh! I can’t fucking-!” ![]()
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