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(Ritsuka's bribery attempt)
[Sat Apr 5 2025]
On Warden's Way Piercing the Wood to Reveal the White Oak Institute
Smooth asphalt roads continue through this part of town, bordered on either side by well maintained concrete sidewalks. Where the street is widest small median islands appear with old twisted trees planted in them. The buildings that line the street seem quaint, but well maintained.
It is night, about 65F(18C) degrees, and there are a few grey clouds in the sky. There is a waxing gibbous moon.
Ritsuka steps out of her vehicle, holding, yes, of course an envelope in her hand as she makes her way on over towards psychiatrist. There is no dip of her head, just a few simple words "This will prove our claims of the patient being very literally insane. You do not want our interests to differ, I am sure, there is no benefit in such a thing." A breeze takes along some of her hair, and she does give a single glance to Novel, but it is only fleeting, and even then, one that must seem far more like one who looks down at another. Those blue eyes do dwell back to psychiatrist, the envelope plain shoved into their hands now.
Novel swings on by after a brief stop inside, obviously getting cash from the machine in there - though it's not super visible. The case of beer he has definitely is, though. "Sup?" He offers to Ritsuka with an upnod before he swings on over to the person standing around. "Yeah, you should totally listen to her. People go to Sludgefukk, they lick something off the ground they shouldn't have, and it all gets around and next thing we know people are digging into crazy stuff and it's just a mess that doesn't actually mean anything and a bunch of lives get upset. Here have a beer." As he slaps it right into the person's hand, as he reaches for his own can, that he then waggles at Ritsuka. "You want one?"
"No, I do not." Ritsuka answers Novel, looking him over now with eyes that only linger for a brief moment over him now, as if noticing something. Another brief look is given to psychiatrist who has very much plain found money inside the wallet. Enough to satisfy them, naturally. "You should drink more of it, test and dare to suffer from alcohol poisoning." She says when her blue eyes return to Novel.
Novel looks at Ritsuka. He looks down at himself. "Is my fly open?" He double-checks. It is not. Then he shrugs, looking back up at Ritsuka as he cracks the beer and promptly starts drinking. "Suit yourself. It's not the worst stuff. And I like it." There was money wrapped around the can.
Her eyes do not stray or glance at his fly when Novel mentions his fly. Just a light breathe in through her nose, inaudible, disinterested. Ritsuka just turns to her car, opens the door, and just drives off. Clearly it was not worth listening to today, or maybe there is just something else, more important she ought to get back to.
Novel says "Huh, and here I was gonna bother her about Slimmie."
Ritsukas Bribery Attempt 250409
(Ritsuka's bribery attempt)
[Sat Apr 5 2025]
On Warden's Way Piercing the Wood to Reveal the White Oak Institute
Smooth asphalt roads continue through this part of town, bordered on either side by well maintained concrete sidewalks. Where the street is widest small median islands appear with old twisted trees planted in them. The buildings that line the street seem quaint, but well maintained.
It is night, about 65F(18C) degrees, and there are a few grey clouds in the sky. There is a waxing gibbous moon.
Ritsuka steps out of her vehicle, holding, yes, of course an envelope in her hand as she makes her way on over towards psychiatrist. There is no dip of her head, just a few simple words "This will prove our claims of the patient being very literally insane. You do not want our interests to differ, I am sure, there is no benefit in such a thing." A breeze takes along some of her hair, and she does give a single glance to Novel, but it is only fleeting, and even then, one that must seem far more like one who looks down at another. Those blue eyes do dwell back to psychiatrist, the envelope plain shoved into their hands now.
Novel swings on by after a brief stop inside, obviously getting cash from the machine in there - though it's not super visible. The case of beer he has definitely is, though. "Sup?" He offers to Ritsuka with an upnod before he swings on over to the person standing around. "Yeah, you should totally listen to her. People go to Sludgefukk, they lick something off the ground they shouldn't have, and it all gets around and next thing we know people are digging into crazy stuff and it's just a mess that doesn't actually mean anything and a bunch of lives get upset. Here have a beer." As he slaps it right into the person's hand, as he reaches for his own can, that he then waggles at Ritsuka. "You want one?"
"No, I do not." Ritsuka answers Novel, looking him over now with eyes that only linger for a brief moment over him now, as if noticing something. Another brief look is given to psychiatrist who has very much plain found money inside the wallet. Enough to satisfy them, naturally. "You should drink more of it, test and dare to suffer from alcohol poisoning." She says when her blue eyes return to Novel.
Novel looks at Ritsuka. He looks down at himself. "Is my fly open?" He double-checks. It is not. Then he shrugs, looking back up at Ritsuka as he cracks the beer and promptly starts drinking. "Suit yourself. It's not the worst stuff. And I like it." There was money wrapped around the can.
Her eyes do not stray or glance at his fly when Novel mentions his fly. Just a light breathe in through her nose, inaudible, disinterested. Ritsuka just turns to her car, opens the door, and just drives off. Clearly it was not worth listening to today, or maybe there is just something else, more important she ought to get back to.
Novel says "Huh, and here I was gonna bother her about Slimmie."