PRIMROSE

[aubins]

Comments

[aubins]

There's probably a way. They've said there's an upper limit for indulgences, so working on that's a good starting point.

Other than that, uh... snooping around and trying to find out some secrets might work.

[femmefinale]

An upper limit...

[ She taps her chin. ] I wonder if I ought to finally invite you to properly indulge with me, then.

[aubins]

[ oh my. ]

Well who am I to refuse an invite from a beautiful lady?

[femmefinale]

Well you've nimbly dodged my charms for weeks now, I feel.

[ With a wink. ]

[aubins]

I have to play a little hard to get, Prim.

[femmefinale]

[ She just arches an eyebrow at him. ]

[aubins]

[ wow. he just arches a brow back? ]

[femmefinale]

I suppose this is what happens when two people play hard to get at the same time... truly we're a little too similar.

[aubins]

We just loop in circles for weeks? Sounds about right.

[femmefinale]

Mm, yes. Exactly that.

Rather, if I hadn't said anything, I believe five more weeks could have passed without it coming up.

[aubins]

We'd have a nice big indulgence for Despair, if that was the case.

[femmefinale]

... I'd prefer to avoid that.

[aubins]

Not a fan?

[ he pats her shoulder ]

C'mon. What are you up for? I'm not sure I can fight you because I'd probably think I was being too mean to throw a punch but we can figure something else out.

[femmefinale]

... Hm.

Shall we try to fashion a weapon?

[aubins]

[ oho. ]

We could... would kind of weapon though? I expect it has to be functional, but I don't want to make something someone could potentially get their hands on.

[femmefinale]

I don't see why we can't just dismantle it before ever using it.

[aubins]

What if it's a masterpiece for the ages, Prim?

[ it will not be. it'll be like... a catapault that throws oranges. ]

[femmefinale]

It won't be, but I do so appreciate your optimism.

[aubins]

Ye of little faith.

[ yeah it's gonna suck. ]

Alright then, I'm all ears. Got any thoughts?

[femmefinale]

Perhaps something not... sharp, to begin with.

[ Minimize casualties immediately. ]

[aubins]

Something that... throws things? Maybe?

[femmefinale]

You mean a ranged weapon... a ballista?

[aubins]

Not sure we have the stuff around here to make anything like a proper one, but something like it, maybe?

[femmefinale]

[ She taps her chin. ]

I've never constructed one, but there may be helpful texts on it in the library. We may be able to find what materials will suffice.

[aubins]

Me neither. But if we're going to do something, we might as well try and do it well. And maybe in miniature.