Wriothesley scoffs, Matthias offering a smile to the Iudex as the older man walked in, lifting his drink in greeting. "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘺~." He jests, bringing his glass to his lips. "𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵..."~ He pauses to take a sip. "𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵~

Wriothesley was certainly awake yes (and drinking but that's not surprising). The only difference perhaps was that he wasn't completely plastered like he'd usually be, due in part (mostly) to the fact that Matthias was with him, the two using Wriothesley's spare time to sort of catch up and learn~

#GenshinImpact #Wriothesley Happy Birthday, Wriothesley! "So all this work at the Maison Gestion really is just for those clockwork meka? I've been so busy I feel like I'm turning into a walking corpse... Y-Your Grace, I didn't realize you were here..." "It's fine. Go ahead. Pretend I'm not here."

꒰ how it feels to continue the family legacy ( alcoholism ) ꒱

// I'll be starting to clean out my following maybe sometime later today. This will mostly just be to get rid of accounts that have been inactive for more than 2 months, people that have begun unfollowing me I presume to flip or people I don't see myself writing with now. Goes across all accounts

° 「 R e r i r 」 ° 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘥... 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦! ° ───────↬❦↫─────── ° ↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal ↠ Further Info in Thread ↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn

Wriothesley says nothing as he pulls his mask off, setting it aside without ever taking his eyes off of Neuvillette. Then, with bottle in hand... He takes the top off, and takes a large swig of the water, staring the Iudex down like he's once more daring him to say something. "...you said you~

Making his way over with the water once he has it, staring at him like he's daring him to say anything.

Yes, that is so. Give him a few minutes.

....he'll find out in a little bit.

.....SIGH. More than he wanted to spend but he had his reasons. "I'll have the Mora delivered by tomorrow." ...good thing he hasn't overspent this year.

Looking A W A Y.

// muahaha

#GIRP Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.

It's this very signature that makes Wriothesley crumple the letter up in a most dramatic fashion and toss it somewhere in his office. Then he gets up to fetch it, just to toss it off somewhere into his bedroom because he'll be damned if his own stupid comment comes back to bite him. "Stupid--."~

He's being forced against his will to attend but nobody is going to see him if he can help it.

...his `someone is talking shit` senses are tingling...

// Goodbye 😂

ㅤ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘦, 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★ ⋆ ┊ ⋆ ★⋆

° 「 Varka 」 ° 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦'𝘴 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘢; 𝘒𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙆𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙨. ° ───────↬❦↫─────── ° ↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal ↠ Further Info in Thread ↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn

Late at night, as described. `Ottavio` has scouted, making certain there was nobody present as he'd instructed, noting one the lone Melusine, Sedene, at the desk and sending in one of the subordinates in his care to have her tell @oceaniimperium.bsky.social that he's here. She is then expected to~

Scheduled for tomorrow night, @oceaniimperium.bsky.social will find the name `Ottavio` on his list of meetings for the day. There is one small, special request left in the comments box. `𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴.`

Of course. 𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 that would be Neuvillette's answer. That was 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 Neuvillette's fucking answer. He wasn't sure if it was a comfort or if it just pissed him off more, choosing to mask whatever emotion he'd scarcely had a chance to register in his own mind with a veil of rage as he turned~

You don't get to tell him what to do right now, Neuvillette, he is L E A V I N G.

It is time to end his suffering at the bottom of several bottles for the next several days, goodbye Fontaine.

Don't worry, he'll be back in the Fortress soon enough, then he can let out all his anger where nobody can hear him.

Wriothesley's expression twists into something even he can't quite explain. He looks Neuvillette over like he's trying to understand something, searching for something unsaid, something hidden in the older mans features, in his eyes, something in the words he might have overlooked, but he finds~

Wriothesley's lips curl into a slow, Cheshire grin at Childe's response to his little `piece of advice` there. "...good boy." He hums, giving the Harbinger a pat on the arm before he waves a hand and starts walking away like nothing happened. "Keep that up and you'll have your fight in no time."

Wriothesley doesn't speak right away, his gaze hard and sharp as he stares the older man for a long while in silence. He hears him. He gets what he's saying... but it's never quite that easy for people like him. "...red is a colour that stains long after it was washed away." He states, his voice~

Oh if only Childe understood just how morally grey Wriothesley really was. "Don't give me that look. I'm not asking you to follow every single rule in the books... I'm just asking you to follow 𝘮𝘺 rules. A word of advice? To help you understand what I mean..." Gesturing his head towards a chest~

Not even Wriothesley could answer that at first, fingers twitching at his side with the want to curl into a fist, letting out a low sound. Why did it bother him so much? "...life is short for people like me... it makes it all the more glaringly obvious when others view you as anything but human.~

"Behave yourself." It's a simple enough answer. "You want to fight me as an equal? Behave yourself. Within reason, of course, but don't let me see you back in the Fortress as a prisoner. If you can do that, like I said before, you'll have your opportunity."

"Usually people are stupid too, but that never stops them from lumping everyone and everything together. Why do you insist on separating yourself from humans? Yes-- I know; you're NOT human, but you don't have to be human by species to be human at heart."

"If you want to see the Fortress in more detail, then yes you'll need to come to me. If you want a fight top-side then... I suppose I could make a few adjustments to my schedule."

Okay now THAT one has his attention, if only because it irritates him. "Why wouldn't you be?"

"Would you like the opportunity to fight me as an equal or my responsibility?"

"Don't 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙮 me, I've reached my people threshold for tonight."

Tartaglia is welcome back if he can behave himself.... and is not coming back as a prisoner.

No-- he is LEAVING he's had enough for this month--

// What's sad is that with NeuviTano (Capullette), Capitano would shut shit down so fast that man has no chill 😭😂

"That's the-- UGGH. Nevermind, I'm going back to my office--"

"Ooooooh no you don't. You don't get to pull that with me after EVERYTHING you've put me through since I've known you. Spit it out."

"...what?"

"Look, I know I've shed my share of blood, but I'd never do that without justification." He lies, like a rug.

"Now we never said you were going to die.... I simply said the possibility was never zero if you broke the wrong laws."

"Oh, I'm not angry... I COULD be, but I'm not. This is a... calculated warning, I guess you could say."

"Ooooh I'm sure you'd feel differently once you realize the gravity of your situation in my world."

He doesn't even count as a government official, he's just the warden of the prison--

"Need I remind EVERYONE that the laws of the Overworld do not necessarily apply to the laws of the Underworld..... just let that sink in for a minute."

Jail. Send her to jail so he can put her in solitary with a muzzle on so she can't speak.