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@liuqi.wu

[kill7]

you want to figure out the fuck we're doing here, right? i can help you, but i need help with one thing.

[angerberg]

Why don't we start with how it is you think you can help me?

[kill7]

i've got my talents, yen. 's all i'm sayin.

[angerberg]

Right. Number seventeen thousand and whatever.

[ she's still not impressed by that ranking. but she's curious enough, at least, to ask: ]

What is it you want?

[kill7]

yeah yeah i told you that's high ok calm down.

i need to find something or someone who can help me with my memory loss.

@goro.akechi

[impede]

Do you have elections where you come from?

[angerberg]

Not for the leaders of nations. Certainly not for the leaders of continents and planets. But the notion isn't entirely foreign to me.

Sorry to deny you the opportunity to explain.

[impede]

I would have sent you on an internet search.

[Akechi loves explaining, but giving the basic lessons on democracy? Nah, he'll pass.]

Who are you feeling inclined to back?

[angerberg]

I would be a fool not to put my support behind Lynch, given my connections to the family.

[ more power for them equals more power for her, regardless of platform. she is not preoccupied with ideals. ]

[impede]

Oh? Do go on.

[This is more than "we have dirt on Lynch that may not be dirt," so he's eager to hear what she has to say.]

@hawkisheyes - DURING AU I couldn't find if you had a post for this sorry.

[championofsnark]

Yen, we have a fucking problem.

[angerberg]

Fuck.

FUCK.

We need to find him. Immediately.

[championofsnark]

Stephen says it's John Murphy. Folded like a fucking house of cards. Who knows what else he's told them.

[angerberg]

It won't matter what he's told them. It's about what they've told him.

It's time to wipe them out. All of them. He can go with them.

@popthebubbly - AU

[gossipkinesis]

[ after this conversation, you're getting a message yennnn ]

do you get off on sticking your nose where it doesn't belong? because i can think of a few people who'd be into that.

[angerberg]

Even your father's protection does not give you license to speak to me that way, little girl.

[gossipkinesis]

i'm a grown woman and you're the one acting like a tattle tale.

[angerberg]

I am acting like a strategist interested in maintaining order in the Aerie. Not a hormone-driven child.

aerie - action, on or soonish after the day of the margo stuff

[rehandle]

[ He arrives in the evening, letting himself into her quarters with a quick trick of her doorperson's mind. He's long been welcome here. Permission isn't something he waits around for anymore.

He drifts instead of tracking her with a reach of his power. Goes from room to room until he finds himself in the living area, pauses there to help himself to a drink. This may not be an invasion, but he's here without invitation. Better to leave her to choose whether and when she'd like to see him. If he finishes his drink and she still hasn't emerged, he'll take his hint and go. ]

[angerberg]

[ she can't bring herself to stay away.

as foolish as that makes her feel, there's something honest about her sulky emergence from the privacy of her room. it's not stephen that she's cross with — not really. she's wounded, yes, that he has prioritized that reckless child over yennefer's aching urgency to keep stephen safe. but anger is just a bloviated cover-up for that sentiment. ]

Yes, help yourself. [ scathing, lip-curling dismissal. ] Take whatever you like. You always have.

[ she has told herself to be happy with what he gives in return, but that feels more and more like an impossible task. if she could only put her finger on why now. ]

@jon.snow

[northerndragon]

I don’t know where to begin. I’m not even sure you’re the right Yennefer.

But if you are, then you know my name. Are you well, my lady?

[angerberg]

Hello, Jon.

[ she had wondered, honestly, if he would make himself known. yennefer can't help the lazy smile it warrants. she may have lost her power in the aerie, but she is not without the chance to reclaim it. ]

I'm not the same woman I was. Just as I wager you are not the same man. But it is good to hear from you, all the same. I can't help feeling some lingering connection to that life.

[ and therefore, she suggests, the people in it. this is true, but not in the way she's skewing it. ]

Are you familiar with the feeling?

[northerndragon]

It was my life. I know it wasn’t real. I know who I am, and it isn’t that man. But for a time, it felt real enough.

[Which is to say that he now has a memory of complicated feelings towards a woman he’s never really met. Something more than feelings, too: the scent of her skin, what it felt like to kiss her. The fact that he had enjoyed it for a time; it hadn’t been wholly a matter of what she could do for him. This whole conversation would be much more difficult to approach if, in the life he had spent in the Aerie, it hadn’t been a while since what had passed between them.

He had not loved her, but there had been moments when he’d thought he could.]

If you think it’s good to hear from me, it might be that I don’t need to tell you I’m sorry for all of that.

[angerberg]

Or perhaps I was merely anticipating the apology.
For all of what, exactly?

[ it will not hurt to hear, even if she had already moved on to what she could use this relationship for in the world they'd returned to. ]

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