I'll take thee away

[cullionfish]

Characters: Her Imperious Condescension and YOU
Setting: The Art Gallery
Format: Action
Summary: Realistic gore? Terrible atrocities? That's Condesce's bread and butter.
Warnings: Condesce is always a warning

[Since arriving, Condesce found it easy to grow weary and restless. When things like that happened, she wandered up to the aquarium level or, lately, this one. Art hadn't always been something she found herself appreciating, but the tower's idea of art seemed to appeal to her. She had even found a few of her dear lusus lingering about.

That's where she's seated herself -- she's pulled a chair from who knows what level and has seated herself in the center of Alternian artform, many of which depicted the skyline, the ocean, and various lusii before they got darker, depicting images of Condesce herself and the terror of the deep that would one day be the entire planet's demise.

None of it seems to bother the Empress. In fact, she seems rather at peace, drumming her talons against a large glass bowl, which seems to be housing a single cuttlefish from the aquarium level. She's not very focused on the doorway, instead tracing a rather intricate painting of Gl'bgoylb with her eyes.]

Comments

[cullionfish]

Of course not.

[A lie, technically. She had interrupted her thoughts, but they hadn't been particularly important...yet.]

Have you anything to share with me?

[legislacerates]

I have been following some new leads, but my investigation is still ongoing.

[that...is likely not what the condesce wants to hear, of course, but it's the best that redglare has to offer.]

[cullionfish]

[Not at all, but that's fine. She merely shakes her head.]

That's fine, I suppose. I've already dispatched one of the thorns -- its simply a matter of trimming the branches.

[She gives Redglare a Look, indicating that she isn't exempt from such if she doesn't do her job.]