PRIVATE MEETINGS

[andexecutioner]

If you'd like to have a private meeting with the Adjudicator, this is where you should go! The Adjudicator is available at almost all hours of the day; just knock and he'll answer.

Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.

Comments

[andexecutioner]

[Not a lot is, really.]

...I guess that's good, then.

[...AND AWKWARD, FROM THE SOUND OF IT.

Moving on from one awkward thing to another, though, he'll reach into one of his desk drawers after the long as shit pause he's given her has sufficiently gone on for ten seconds too long to be comfortable; he'll hold something out for her to take if she wants it.

It's a little stuffed cat, sort of like the ones Ferid makes, albeit mildly jankier; it's mostly brown with a little white bow on it.]

Go ahead and take it, if you want it.

[andneversaydie]

[............................what the fuck]

Did... did you make this?

[IF SO, HOLY SHIT, THAT'S... KIND OF ADORABLE???]

[andexecutioner]

I...look, are you going to take it or not?

[can this even be considered 'trying' at this point]

[andneversaydie]

...well, yes, of course, but I never expected anything like this!

[SHE'LL TAKE THE KITTY. ...and then start chuckling.]

Heh heh heh... you considered my advice, didn't you? About the whole joy spreading thing.

[andexecutioner]

Not really.

You've been pretty decent, though.

[andneversaydie]

Oh.

[...she remains quiet for a second to try and figure out if this was a compliment or not.]

Well, um, thank you.