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A Reasonable Reaction
WHO: Johanna and Adhemmar, but also concurrent threads for anyone who is likely to visit her.
WHAT: She is not taking that public execution well.
WHEN: After the execution.
WHERE: Johanna's house, newly built, just outside town.
NOTES: None yet, will update.
WHAT: She is not taking that public execution well.
WHEN: After the execution.
WHERE: Johanna's house, newly built, just outside town.
NOTES: None yet, will update.
Johanna's house is small and wide, built of heavy stones and cement, half atop a deck of hewn logs and a foundation of brick. The waterwheel attached to it moves sluggishly in the water and the quiet scraping knock it makes is a persistent sound. It is loud enough that, once one approaches her door, they might not hear through it. On any other day that would be true, but today she is very upset and she has decided to take that anger out on the furnishings in her home. There are crashes and clangs, shattering sounds and frustrated cursing and they, like the waterwheel, persist.
It is fortunate her home is not precisely inside town and, apart from a precious few folk, there are none who would travel to the river to bother her without good reason.
It is not quite sunset when she finally stops her tantrum (for what else could she call it but that?) and the building goes quiet.
the other watchman usually
"Is he all right?"
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"He's fine," she assures him quickly and perhaps even a bit gently. Her tone reverts as she continues. She lowers her bag from her shoulder and starts to dig through it as she speaks.
"But he is too polite for his own good," she says and manages to inject a bit of motherly irritation into it, overall though she sounds terribly fond. "You should teach that boy to take good pay when someone offers it. Doing cumbersome errands out of the generosity of his heart is a bad habit to get in to."
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In theory, Lance knows this. But these are qualities he can't even begin to reprimand, because... well, look at him, himself. Rather than taking it as the compliment it is, he seems unnerved by it.
"I'll, um," he stammers-- what, give him a talking to? "...did he upset you?"
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In his unease, unfortunately, she can see the source of Finian's...not meekness, but politesse.
"Mon dieu," she exhales and stands back up straight, her eyes just scanning him over as though it cannot be true. "No, no he did not."
She hefts her purse in one hand and considers this man.
"If I give you money to force him to take, will you do it?"
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So he nods, coming forward to hold out his hand. "He's a good boy," he says quietly, a bit of pride penetrating the sheepishness.