( you're such a sweet young thing )

[bostova]

why'd you do this to yourself


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[bostova]

[ She opens her mouth, intending to say hello, but she covers it. Her shoulders are shaking; it's obvious she's trying not to laugh.

Trying very hard. ]

[larue]

[ And this is a bewildered looking Josh, casting a glance over his shoulder in order to check what--

--nope, nothing amiss there. Just other hunters and the Malice Kings' table with the usual suspects. So what in the world just made Yulia-- ]

Oh, well. That's great. Thanks. Really, Yulia. Really?

[bostova]

[ So, she's giggling, she' can't help it, Joshua. That suit is just too red. ]

But what are you wearing?

[larue]

[ He can probably guess what you're thinking and it's not that red--

--okay, fine, so maybe it is. ]

A Rhiannon suit. [ He might be linefacing a little because way to make him feel self-conscious. ] Remember those scary guys from when we first met Brig? Yeah. Them.

[bostova]

[ She's still looking so amused when she sits next to Josh. At least she isn't laughing? ]

It is just so strange to see you in such outfit.

[larue]

[ Toying with maybe lighting up a cigarette, though he delays that in favor of coffee for now. ]

Well, I've got to look the part since I'm interning as Gabriel Marlowe's personal assistant now.

[ He looks down at his coat, fusses a little. It's not that red, dammit. ]

[bostova]

Oh? When did you start?

[ She asks only because she has not seen most of her Blademates since the move to Kibo.

And then she slaps his hand away from his suit. ]

If you find it so troublesome, you should just take it off. [ She means just the coat, but it's up to Josh how he interprets that. ]

[larue]

[ Making a face right back at you, Bostova, because please. ]

Yesterday, actually. Second day later. Taking the access point to London after this, [ gesturing to his lunch.

And then, canting a head in her direction. ] Figured you'd be spending all your time training in Kibo. Don't get me wrong, am thrilled to see you. [ He really is. ] But how come you're in Falner?

[bostova]

[ Well, of course Josh would ask that.

She lights up first, before she answers. ]

I am meeting someone later. I just thought to come in early.

[larue]

[ Both brows lifting, juuust a little. ]

Someone?

[bostova]

Inquisitor Cisco Montelibano-Profaci.

[ Then she takes a drag, and leans back on her chair. ]

[larue]

[ Have one lifted brow in your direction. ]

Really. [ Interested, but not going to press. ]

[bostova]

Zangyaku. [ She just shrugs, like that explains everything. Which it kind of does. ]

[larue]

[ Well, yeah. It kind of does.

But still. This was Yulia. ]

Where are you guys meeting? [ Mentioning it casually. ]

[bostova]

Haven. After lunch. [ She looks a little... uncomfortable about it because Haven, but she's going anyway. ]

:3

[larue]

[ He cants his head curiously at that. ]

Haven... doesn't open until seven.

Like, tonight.

Re: :3

[bostova]

...I know, but, [ another drag and her stick is done; contemplates another, and shrugs. ] considering she is Vicenzo Profaci's wife, there might be exceptions.

[larue]

[ Right. ]

Well, they kind of... own Haven. [ A pause. ] I think.

Yeah, you should be good.

[bostova]

[ She nods and it's quiet for a moment. Then she checks her watch. ]

What time are you leaving for London? I can keep you company until then.

[larue]

[ Right. Time. ]

I actually don't know my commute arrangements yet, so I'm heading over to the Regardi residence in about an hour to check in with Gabriel.

[ His mentor had driven him to the Rhiannon Towers the day before, but he's pretty sure that it's not likely to be a standing invite.

Still, it'll be good to check in with the Throne/Sin-Eater and check up on options because he did want to be able to get to London and the office on his own.

To Yulia though, he smiles. ] Thanks.

It's been pretty around quiet here without you guys.

[bostova]

I can imagine. [ She leans on the table, crossing her arms on it. ] The old dog moved out with me, he is not here to make your lives a little more... noisy, I guess.

[larue]

[ He laughs at that. ]

I miss your company, too.

[ Just that, before he lights up a cigarette. ]

[bostova]

[ Huffs, amused. ]

I could probably count in one hand those who would.

[larue]

[ Taking a puff. ]

If they're the people who matter, who cares about the number?

[bostova]

[ That's... not a lot of people, then, she's sure. ]

You should probably finish your lunch, now. [ Considering getting something to eat, also. ]