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[It hasn't been an easy few weeks for the amnesiac Chiropteran Queen, so she feels entirely justified in ordering a triple-scoop sundae along with her four plates of lunch. Actually, she revises, it's been a hard few months, so she adds a banana split as well.]

[Eating isn't going to help her forget about everything that's been going on, or ease her confusion, or give her past back to her. It won't even nourish her in the way she needs. But at least it's one thing that feels really good.]

[So she's going to sit at this cafe table, by God, and eat until she's done. Though if some friendly person offered to join her, a shoulder to cry on might help a little too...]

((OOC: This post is not backdated but... since I was in the hospital for the Ides of March curse, if anyone wants to backdate a thread for that we can work it out!))

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[He kept trying to contact her, and as he told Alexiel, when Setsuna still didn't get a response on Friday, he went out to Diva's Palace instead, determined to see her, talk to her, something. He threw rocks at the window he was pretty sure was hers, then tried to open the door. Maybe he'd get lucky and it would be unlocked.]

[If it was locked, he was ringing the doorbell - if there was one - and pounding until he got an answer. This nonsense needed some sort of an end.]

[Saya wasn't about to get the door, but the pounding got difficult to ignore after a while. Maybe one of the helpers left their keys or something.]

[Saya's barely out of bed, even at this late hour, and thinks nothing of answering the door in her thin chemise -- until, that is, she sees who is on the other side. But even then it's not so much her clothing as her anger that come to the forefront.]

Did you want something? [Her voice is cold steel, sharp and brittle.]

[ Karl doesn't sleep, but neither is he actively involved in the manor's goings on. He ignores that damned knocking for a while, absorbed in the pages of a book. But a familiar aura buzzes through his mind, clamors awake something inside him like a struck bell. ]

[ Slipping unnoticed out of his room, he's just in time to see Saya open the door to disgorge -- Tch. The Cherub. The curl of annoyance in his belly flares to full-on jealousy. ]

[ Without bothering with tact or discretion (when does he ever?) Karl sneers, ]

What's this then? A late night tryst gone awry?

Um, yeah. [He's not angry, so much as frustrated and doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Setsuna's tone is something more heated, passionate, but likely to cool after the moment has passed.]

You're being stupid, and we need to talk.

[Saya turns to acknowledge Karl, a faint scowl crossing her face. His words twist in just the right place.] It's not. He was just leaving.

[She turns to Setsuna with an arch expression. Stupid, is she? That's not likely to get her talking to you.]

[ Pointedly ignoring Saya's scowl, he steps closer, arms folded and a shoulder resting against the wall. His glare stays fixed on Setsuna, but the question he tosses is at Saya. ]

What's he doing here in the first place? [ An edge of disdain. ] Did the two little lovebirds have a fight? Has he come to kiss and make up?

No, no kissing. I'm here to clear something up.

[And, looking right past Karl to address Saya.]

Saya, you're ignoring me over a curse. [Definitely not love birds.]

[Unimpressed by Karl's attempt to mark his territory or whatever he's getting at, she is tempted to ask if she really needs to be present for this conversation. But just now the idea of demonstrating to Setsuna just how much she doesn't need him wins out. Jealousy is an overwhelming feeling, and this is her first bout with it.] We're not lovebirds or anything of the sort.

[And to Setsuna, who she figures is here to... what? Make his point yet again about how he doesn't feel about her? She's sick of it.] Oh, you were cursed to dismiss my feelings entirely? That's a terribly specific one. Too bad you don't seem to be over it.

[It wasn't so much his cuddling on camera that got to her, but the way he was so casual and glib about how it was just dandy to him that it hurt her.]

[ Karl has no idea what's going on here. He stands between them, propped against the wall, watching their conversation like a pingpong match. Despite both Saya and Setsuna's insistence that this isn't a lover's spat, there's too deep an undercurrent of Please Listen and How Could You? buzzing in the air. ]

[ Not lovebirds. But it's too personal to be a fight between friends. He knows how to spot the difference. While ordinarily this would amuse him, pay tribute to the spectator in his nature, he feels too leery of that whiff of broken intimacy in the air. ]

[ Ignoring Setsuna, he crooks an eyebrow at Saya, ] What did he do to you? [ He sounds more bemused than concerned, much less protective. ]

It wasn't something I would normally do, so yes, that was part of the curse. [A sigh. He shouldn't expect someone else to know how he normally is, but, well, he's a little frustrated she hasn't learned him well enough in all this time.]

I didn't care much about anyone else's feelings. I acted like...when I was first together with Sara.

[At this point, he completely ignores Karl. Karl's going to stay, ask questions and give commentary no matter what. Best to just not give that the time of day, not right now.]

It doesn't matter. [It's unclear who, exactly, she's addressing. She's love to say something snappish like tell Karl to get rid of him, but she has a feeling Karl would refuse just to be abrasive. Just to hurt her more. (Maybe she deserves it.)]

[She stares at Setsuna, unimpressed.] If this is your try at an apology, it's a bad one.

[ Karl assumes a look of such blandness he may as well be the butler, here to take their coats and melt discreetly into the background. Except quiet and low-key has never been his style. His lip curls as the two exchange words back and forth, his understanding deepening. He'd like to say he doesn't care what immaturity the two are entangled in -- except he does. ]

[ How can he not? He'd adore driving a wedge between Saya and the Cherub. ]

[ Then she'd be all mine. Or at least as much mine as she gets. ]

[ At Saya's last remark, he snorts, gaze bouncing off Setsuna's earnest little face. ] She's right, Set-chan. Don't you know how to apologize to a woman, you pint-sized homunculus?

[Maybe in the next couple of minutes Karl would learn a wedge was unnecessary.]

[Setsuna looked mostly confused, for a moment, then blinked and sighed.] Apologize? For being cursed? I might as well apologize for being sixteen.

I came here to clear things up, and to let you know this time, I'm moving on, but without a curse in place. And there's no engagement or anything of the sort, but I didn't want you to find out like that again, not for the real thing.

A lot of stuff's come up this week. I thought maybe we could be more than friends, but I don't think so anymore. I still want to be friends, though.

[Then he turned to Karl, finally giving him notice.] What the hell? I'm tall for being Japanese, and I'm almost as tall as you are!

[Hearing Setsuna get his catharsis at her expense is the last straw in this mess. She only barely restrains herself from slamming the door in his face.]

I know! I get it! I've told you I get it! So you didn't really come here for me at all, did you? You came here for your own benefit, because YOU wanted some closure, YOU wanted not to feel guilty.

Well, hell if I'm going to help you do that!

[Only when she spins on her heel does she remember Karl's standing there, so he can have a little outburst of his very own.] You wanted me all alone and now you have it. Congratulations.

[With that, she leaves the door swinging and stalks off into the house.]

[ Karl is half-ready ignore Setsuna's rejoinder. (Leave it to the Cherub to take everything too literally.) Smirking, he opens his mouth to toss a wry remark, but Saya's violent eruption cuts him off. His only reaction is to raise his eyebrows when she swings to fix the heat of her wrath on him. ]

[ Since when does she read minds? ]

[ But he can't get the words out. She's already stomped away, the air almost boiling in her wake. ]

[ After a beat, he mutters, not so much to Setsuna as to himself, ] I suppose it's true. [ A shake of the head. ] Madness runs in the family.

[Well, okay, probably not still friends, then. Whatever peace he might have had a few minutes ago is gone, his tone cold.]

Whatever it is, Karl, enjoy it. I'm out.

[Toul's job in the library doesn't pay that much but she does get to enjoy a lot of books--and she'll never not love getting to see books. She was actually treating herself today by going to the restaurant to get herself an ice cream. She smiles at the sight of Saya--only to stare in surprise at the all of the empty plates of food.]

That must have been some meal.

[Saya's cheeks color slightly as they always do when her abundant appetite is pointed out. But she likes Toul enough to smile through it.] The food here is good.

Do you want some? I was thinking of having another parfait.

it looks like it! I wish I could eat that much at once. Good food deserves to be eaten by someone who really appreciates it.

[She makes a motion at the table.] I was going to order something in chocolate. I haven't had chocolate in weeks. Would you mind me joining you?

[Saya shakes her head and begins to stack her empty plates to make room for a second person's order on the table. She does smile too, or tries to, it's just been a yucky few weeks.] You should try the hot fudge sundaes. They're wonderful.

[Toul thinks about it for a moment.] Oooh, that does sound rather good. Thank you for the suggestion! [She goes off to make a quick order for one at the counter and then comes back to sit across from Saya at the table. She slides her fingers along the stiff, cool material that covers the seat. Two months and she still finds it fascinating.]

I'm happy to run into you this way. It must be by grace of the Gods. Have you been doing well?

[Grace of the gods? Saya doesn't much know how her sulking with a table full of food applies, but it sure sounds better that way.] I'm okay. I guess.

[She makes some effort to smile because Toul is really nice, and Saya could use a friend who doesn't end up making her feel awful in the end.] This place is kind of hard. But I don't really know if other places are any easier...

At least the food's really good. [And Diva's associates take care of the bills.]

[She meant more being able to see Saya to speak with her, but if it makes Saya look on it more positively, Toul considers it an accomplishment.]

That's right! The food is delicious. It's very different from what I am used to back home. Especially the sweets. I hadn't realized there could be so many flavors of ice cream or toppings.

I hadn't either. [Only because she doesn't really remember them. Although for some reason she's been craving something she hasn't quite found yet.] What were the flavors where you're from?

[Her sundae is delivered them and Toul is so happy to see it. She thanks to waitress and sets it down in front of her.] Oh! [She stops the waitress and asks for some peanut butter if they have it.]

Ah...well, back home I'd only ever had chocolate, strawberry and vanilla. And then fruits are great for toppings. My town is rather small in comparison to some of the big cities. Ice cream is a specialty.

It is? [Saya looks like someone just ran over her pet. Devastated. A world without ice cream around every corner? Maybe there wasn't any such thing where she comes from! It's a horrifying thought.] I didn't know that.

The machine to make ice cream is rather expensive to upkeep I supposed without too many Engineers around. It's surprising how cheap it is here, but it gives me the chance to try a lot of flavors I've never had before.

[When you're home is more akin to what someone might find in the early 19th century, a lot of things are novelties and special in comparison to others. And oh look here's the peanut butter! She takes it from the waitress and proceeds to put spoonfuls of it on top of her sundae.]

It really seems like sweets are more abundant in general here. It makes me want to learn to make them all.

[Uhura's out for a little lunch herself. She smiles -- a trifle sadly -- when she sees Saya and makes her way over.]

Hey Saya. Mind if I join you and your friends?

[She's assuming Saya's eating with friends. She's got four plates, after all.]

[Saya looks up, spoon of parfait halfway to her mouth. She smiles when she sees who's asking, but it's obvious to anyone that it's a bit of a strain right now.] Hi, Uhura. Sure, you can join me.

I'm not... with anyone else, though. [That pause is both for embarrassment over her appetite, and for the obvious connotation of being alone.]

[Oops. Uhura grins to cover her embarrassment as she slides into the seat.]

I see what you meant before about the hollow leg.

[Saya flushes a bit.] Is it that strange? [She puts her spoon down carefully, even though her parfait is only half finished.]

Not at all. [She really stepped in it this time.]

You eat like my little cousin Xiluva. [Except Xi could only eat maybe a quarter of this.]

Oh. Okay. [A smile, thank you for making her feel normal at least!] I don't know why I get so hungry when people tell me it's blood that really nourishes me.

[Infinite diversity in infinite combinations, Uhura reminds herself, though it's hard to quell a little bit of revulsion at the idea of this sweet girl feeding on blood.]

Maybe that's the reason. If you're not eating food that nourishes you, you're going to remain hungry.

Oooh, iche cream!

[Don't mind the overly-friendly tiny girl who just hopped up to sit next to you.] Nothing's better, huh? Pinoko loves chocolate parfaits!

[She's brought her own dessert over to eat, so it seems like she intends to stay.]

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[Oh -- how cute. Saya's actually glad for the distraction, she's willing to bet someone this small and cute won't be after heavy conversation.] This place makes good sundaes, too. I really like their desserts.

It's the firsht time Pinoko's come here, but Pinoko thinksh you're right! It doesn't beat this one plache back home, but it's closhe!

Have you been here long, Mish?

A few months. [Long enough to start not liking it, but not really long enough to make up for having no memories from prior.] What about you?

Almosht two montsh! [She holds up two fingers, grinning. Then, she blinks and looks at her hand.] Wow, Pinoko didn't really think about it before, but she's been here for a while, huh~?

Ah, the icecream's melting... [She abandons her train of thought to resume eating, very quickly.]

[With a little sound of her own, Saya returns to her own food for a moment. Having it melt would be tragic!]

I guess it is... [She's wondering how old this young lady is, but that only makes her wonder how old she is.]

[Pinoko watches Saya eat as she does, nearly dropping some ice cream from her heavily-laden spoon. She eats it up quickly and then giggles.]

Pinoko likesh iche cream even on cold days, but it's kinda funny sheeing shomeone elshe enjoy it too! [She smiles happily at Saya around her spoon.]

Ah, by the way, Mish, what's your name?

[ Arthur had only meant to pop in for ~~dessert~~ lunch and he most certainly had not expected to run into the one and only elusive Saya Otonashi. Especially not after all this time. ]

So are you eating for one or expecting twins?

[ He's trying to make a joke as he joins her, because he's seen her eating habits. But even so, that pile of desserts is getting excessive. ]

[Saya almost chokes on her mouthful. The very idea...]

Very funny. [She plunks her spoon back down in a bit of a sulk, though she doesn't really mean it. Arthur's a nice person, not like the people she's been hanging out with lately.]

[ he's smiling as he leans an elbow on the table. ] Well, it has been a little while. One never knows.

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