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[socialgraces]

[ ♬ a fine evening for a rogue - lydia. backdated to thursday, november 21st, the day before the trial begins.

although francesca tries to tell herself it's not strange she hasn't heard from christos in almost five months, her rational mind always loses to the uncertainty of her heart, and it's that which leads her to take the initiative to call him. as he answers, however, her anxiety surrounding the situation intensifies (will save 14) and she seems a little more unsure than a few moments prior. ]

Christos, hi.

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[everyredcent]

That's all you require?

[socialgraces]

I suppose if it were easy it would take all the fun out of it... or something like that. [ 'fun' is clearly the very last word she would use to describe all this, except it does give her an excuse to spend more time with val'drin ] But apparently there may be other ways to destroy it, so he's going to look into those as well, and I'll help where I can.

[everyredcent]

What about the rest of your mission?

[socialgraces]

[ if she's being honest, the whole hourglass ordeal has mostly been a distraction for her, to keep her mind off the rest of the mission, because dear god, where to even start ] The trial starts tomorrow. [ she sounds somber, and even less hopeful than when speaking of destroying a major artifact ] I'm not sure what to expect. I've never been part of such an elaborate legal affair before.

I did, however, manage to free Finnick from his legal obligations.

[everyredcent]

That was their entire purpose in bringing you along, wasn't it? Or at least, the most pressing matter for you.

[socialgraces]

Yes, but Wynn also suggested I assist with preparation for the trial, which is why I'm still here. [ and just in case that was some kind of veiled 'good job' or something, she adds on: ] It was quite a relief to accomplish that, and help a friend, no matter how ready I am now to... move on to something new.

[everyredcent]

Unfortunate then, that you're bound up in a trial only beginning. Gods know those affairs usually drag out for months.

[socialgraces]

[ how comforting. thanks for the reminder :| ] Quite unfortunate, yes. Hence why I've been trying to... distract myself.

[everyredcent]

Is that why you rang? [ he sounds amused at the idea, at least ]

[socialgraces]

[ she smiles at that ] I hope I don't need an excuse you call you.

[everyredcent]

Well, it has been some time.

[socialgraces]

I seem to remember you were supposed to call me. [ he's not gonna get off that easy, but she chuckles all the same, her voice softening ] But you're right, it has been too long.

[everyredcent]

It didn't seem prudent to interrupt you.

[socialgraces]

Not even for my birthday? [ she's still teasing, but there's a light sincerity behind her words as she continues: ] Besides, I would never consider a phone call from my most favored conversationalist an interruption.

[everyredcent]

Maybe I haven't had much to say.

[socialgraces]

I find that hard to believe.

I would have thought you would at least have some lingering interest in Luthir's involvement in all this. [ watch her string him along with some tantalizing gossip ]

[everyredcent]

Oh? And what, exactly, is his interest?

[socialgraces]

An aasimar recently squired and appointed to this mission. Apparently she's currently being haunted by the Spider King each night in her dreams, and he came to Chicago to find a way to break the spell.

They're, um, together now, I presume.

[everyredcent]

We are speaking of the same Luthir?

[socialgraces]

Yes, the same. [ as if anything could make you feel more #foreveralone - no offense, luthir ] We had a nice chat about it. [ but now she seems distracted, as if she just remembered something ] But speaking of the Spider King... I know a bit of something else you should probably hear.

[everyredcent]

Why do I have the feeling I won't like it? [ because he doesn't like anything, probably ]

[socialgraces]

You probably won't, but... [ she sighs ] Those murals, along the entrance to the round table room? They're apparently connected to some kind of prophecy, that supposedly might have some stock in all this Talisman business. Something about the Knights fighting off an army of spiders. [ she leaves an air of question there, as if he might know more ]

[everyredcent]

Who knows about this?

[socialgraces]

One of the members of this mission overheard Jack and Thomas discussing it while they were in Chicago. They assured her Wynn hadn't mentioned it to the rest of the group for fear knowledge of the prophesy could harmfully influence their actions. The whole self-fulfilling prophesy spiel. [ which is probably true, and she doesn't blame wynn for not sharing such sensitive material, because now that it's out there, it's difficult to ignore it hanging over the entirety of the mission ] However, Jack's aware we all know now, so I assume Wynn's aware as well.

[everyredcent]

He should have pulled that Knight off the mission for divulging that information.