WHO'S YOUR PAPA.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Apparently, the Gods decided that the festivities were over, and let Winter be present again. Snow storms had been a common thing the last couple of days. At least today it was a cloudy morning, yet no snow had fallen at all.

His wife was at the tea house, as she usually did after breakfast. As much as he loved her with all his heart... well, girl chat was not his thing.

...oh dear, he WAS sounding like a married man.

Battler shook his head, with a half embarrassed smile on his face. At least he had gotten what he was looking for. It had taken a small, awkward exchange with the Librarian, but he got a mystery novel he hadn't read at all.

Old habits die hard, they say. He had to admit he was excited as a child on Christmas with the idea of spending time with Beato while they both read the novel, trying to discover the truth before the end. Those were his thoughts as he walked on the snow (as SLOW as he could, mind you) back to the tea house.

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[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

No. Beato mentioned something about the Observers being chosen for Order or Chaos, but she wouldn't say anything more than that.

[Ah...!]

But I can tell you how this place works. There are ranks among us here in the city... first, the Pawns. Think of them as Pieces in a game. Then, the Branded. They keep things working around here, one way or another. After them we have the Observers... they are the Messengers' proxys, the ones who play with us in the name of their Masters [Half, bitter smile...]

The Messengers are the ones below the Gods, but I don't know anything more than that.

[isthedeadcat]

[Does this mean... Ah... sdfjds yes.]

So... Does this mean we are safe from outside influences? Only the Observers will play around with us, right?

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

That's right. No one can be part of this Fragment unless invited.

[isthedeadcat]

That's... [Pause...] That's actually good news in a way.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Sliiiight smile...]

I suppose, in your case. Not exactly the second chance one would ask for.

[isthedeadcat]

[Smiles.]

Any second chance is better than no second chance at all. Even if I may be trapped here, and even if I know I will face many hardships, I will do my best to be happy.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

That's the spirit! As long as you live, you can't give up, ever.

[isthedeadcat]

I'll never give up.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

You better go somewhere indoors, I'm sure you're freezing...

[isthedeadcat]

I was going to the teahouse... [And it seems like you were too, so let's avoid awkward stuff for the moment.] But I suppose I can go a little later.

It was nice meeting you again, Battler.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

You too, cousin. [Warm smile.]

[isthedeadcat]

[Smile...] I'll see you later. [I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD WITHOUT TELLING BEATRICE I EXIST, SO YOU BETTER SHAPE UP, CREEPYCOUSIN.]