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He opened the door to the office, but walked in after he saw Pantalone reclined on the sofa, closing the door carefully. Pierro put a hand on his shoulder.

Pierro didn't budge an inch, but moved some of his gardening supplies away to make space for Pantalone's cups. "Same thought, same thought." He placed some more soil with the garden shovel and used his hand to shape it to the pot. "That is the sole purpose of this »

Pierro is easy to spot between the lush greenery of the plants around the greenhouse. He had chosen to get rid of the coat in favor of getting ample mobility around the pots and utensils, the sleeves of his shirt carefully rolled up to the forearm. He's wearing gardening gloves while humming »

Please. Be my guest. This place is not for his sole enjoyment, it's meant to be a public place, yet people avoid to stay in the same place he is, for some reason.

He can always hang out with his plants.

Is he a pest? Does he crawl around the soil and eats the plants from the stem? He shouldn't be able to spot them if he doesn't crawl under the leaves.

"spring gala. It's a delightful irony in itself. The weather in Snezhnaya remains perpetual winter." Not in his greenhouse, though. The plants there are starting to bloom, splashing color everywhere. He pats one of the fake spiders he got from tartaglia in the head and moves on.

hehe.

Places a hard piece of paper on his hand. It's a ticket to the opera, to the play he'll be singing in.

"I have tickets."

Sigh...

You ought to.

Loyal to me without trust? I might as well start tightening the leash.

"Really? speaking of blasphemy?" Says the man whose nation was cursed by the gods?

Opens the door and barges in.

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His loss. His garden is beautiful and is full of lively plants.

Bitch I wanted to form a group based off commedia dell'arte, not a cheap circus ||ULTRAOOC

"I was merely going to ask if you could handle some of these delightful fake specimens to me... my garden is in need of some sprucing."

"No, no. I desire for you to speak your mind." He vaguely pointed away with his hand. "I am a reasonable man. I listen to every voice that comes to me. You need not hide your venom towards your fellow harbingers to me, Regrator. Speak."

"Tartaglia."

"Must I remind you that said colleagues have fought tooth and nail for their positions? I pride myself in my good judgement. Does that imply I must be flawed?"

"Such harsh words for someone who was left to fend for themselves as an infant."

Pinching his nose as he's sitting in his office, slowly shaking his head from side to side. "The Tsaritsa's most Illustrious I said... I recruited them myself... is this what they meant when they said that my hubris will be my downfall?"

It would be extremely hard not to.

"Don't mention me in your gay shit—"

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huh. I'm beating up Ronova trust.

Ooh. He looks so satisfied. Both hands behind his back and lips tense, almost close to what could be a smile. "Fantastic. Just a small treat won't hinder his diet, don't you think?"

"I expect you to schedule its next feeding with me then." (He's going to sneak in and give it a midnight snack.)

"Can I feed the puppy?"

"This spectacle is of my own making, and these delightful miscreants... belong to me."

No. No you don't.

I should send Regrator away until I sweep this entire place free of spiders...

Children...

Someone else has found another one.

"Ahhh..." He's just found one.

"Take it. I wouldn't want it to go too far and end up frozen. Something tells me this creature belongs to you, doesn't it?" Pierro reaches his arm up, blocking the path to his shoulder to the isopod with a finger, who stops and tries to find another way.

@arsillicitum.bsky.social "Dottore. Look at this critter I found in my office." He has it in his hand. Well. Had. Now it's running up his sleeve.

"You should let yourself be seen more often in public, Pantalone. Haven't you heard that your outfits set the trend for the rest of the year?" He kept praising. It was easy to do so when one can focus on a sole theme. "We should make the entirety of Fontaine wear black thanks to you." »

"Quit playing stupid, sinner." Pierro interrupted with a grunt. "I know where your loyalties are." The ancient man accused the being before snorting, rounding the creature like stalking prey. His cape sways side to side, never fully revealing the rest of his body.»

Do not pull the age card on me, Zandik.

Children, behave—

Pierro leaned over, lowering his voice to a rough whisper against Pantalone's ear. "Picture it being set on fire. A purifying flame, white as the light. The spider is gone."