Night 2 into Morning 3

[borjafamily]

WHO: ~The Borjas~
WHERE: HOME
OPEN/CLOSED: CLOSED
WHEN: Day 2 night / Day 3 morning

[WE HAVE BEEN BUSY BEES MEETING PEOPLE HAVEN'T WE. PROBABLY WE GOTTA CHILL AND GOSSIP. We're all still quite fresh amnesiacs after all.]

Comments

[withswagger]

Betrayed us, as heartlessly as anyone would strive for.

[sour...]

...Twould not be lonely were it only family. I only wish to prevent that from happening again. Choose our final battle.

[supraliminally]

[to be honest she's mostly thinking about the best way to write up a contract that would allow them to betray ichibei without being betrayed by them

actually that's a really good idea. a lot better than fighting them straight up and probably even a little better than playing betrayal chicken.

-- but she decides that she probably should keep that thought to herself. worst case scenario she can work something out, strike on her own and take out ichibei herself somehow. better to act and apologize than ask permission.

she lies down again, curling up and looking up at them both, relaxed and maybe a little bit weary.]

No need to rush a contract of that nature. I say we start with a less stringent and see where it goes. In the mean time Eos and I can work out the precise language for such a contract in the event that we should actually want one.

[withswagger]

[... glancing between them both...]

Yourselves and Bergen, that is. Make haste to finish it now; delay in this choice does not benefit us. We can relax once we've decided the temperature of Borja's blood.

Let me know, would you? I've made my contribution to this little chat, and retire myself from it now. My motivations are colored with ill favor, it would seem.

[turns to sass off to bed.]

[bad_in_latin]

[ did we just get sassed. welp. just before he goes: ]

Thanks, Vespera.

[supraliminally]

[watching him walk away. she looks a little bit sad.

once he's out of earshot, quietly:]

My apologies. It wasn't my intention for him to hear that.

[bad_in_latin]

S'all right. We both had our blood up good.

You got a good plan with Eos there. An' if you're in charge of the terms, I surely do trust you t'make it good for us.

[supraliminally]

[huffs. SHE'S NOT HAPPY ABOUT VESPERA but business comes first. so she will just pine at him quietly across the room.]

We'll set it to our advantage. Chain's no fool but we know more than he does about the way of things. We can use that to give us an edge. In particular I think we should see about the possibility of writing up a contract that allows us to withhold information. Or make it up. Some sort of a loophole...

[bad_in_latin]

Withholdin's like to be simpler. An' less obvious why we're continuin' to get better scores.

[supraliminally]

The one thing I would say is -- if we have room to lie, we can make up tasks that are prohibitively difficult, and then say that we've managed to reach them by virtue of being superior. That would also explain how we're staying ahead.

Well, we might not make so much use of it, but it's worth trying to keep the option open.

[bad_in_latin]

Like I said. I trust you with figurin' an option what will benefit us most.