Hurricane Hattie on the Horizon

[ella_of_frell]

Who: Ella of Frell, Hattie of Ehvenn, Dorian of Gray (er, wait -- )
When: Today!
Where: Dorian's Place
Summary: Studying at Dorian's apartment after seeing to the 'mildew' problem. Hattie's paranoia leads her to the apartment.
Warnings: Hattie. :I And probably lots of arguing. And ... god help us all.


Still a little frustrated over Hattie's behavior of late, not to mention a few other things, Ella had agreed to see to Dorian's mildew problem. She was dressed in an altered version of the French Maid outfit that Haruhi had snipped to h-ll and back, having sewn a layered skirt over it so she didn't embarrass herself or give people the wrong idea. A knock at the door heralded Her arrival at the apartment. After they tackled this issue, they could work on those French lessons.

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[blondandperfect]

[ .. Waaait a minute. This had to be a trick somehow. Hattie didn't have the slightest idea how, but certain she was missing something. Ah, right, humiliation. ]

... We're going to play a game, Ella. Slap yourself in the face every time I tell a lie. Ready?

I'm the only one that knows your secret.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Aw crap. ]

Actually I don't think I'd like that ga-

[ *SLAP* ]

... game. [ She glares at her hand as if it were to blame. Because ouch. ]

[blondandperfect]

[DUDE! Hattie jumps in surprise at that slap. On the other hand she slaps her own hand over her mouth to keep from bursting out into laughter because.. Wow. That was way funnier than she expected.]

*PPFPPPPPPppppppppfPPPT*

[*cough* Damn it all. Somehow Ella danced around the real answer. But how? Hattie was certain she asked directly!]

You know where this is going, don't you? You could either tell me what I want to know, or I could get a directory and name every single person in Siren's port. What's it going to be?

[ella_of_frell]

Fine.

Harry Dresden. [ Except Harry isn't in the Port anymore; but Hattie doesn't know that~! ]

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie blinks, then says in astonishment.]

You still see Harry. Is Kyra his mutt's baby?

[That would explain so much. That's frightening, actually.]

[ella_of_frell]

Harry's always been a friend to me.

[ Phew, she bought it. And .. then that comment just gets a stare. ]

Wha.. yo.. what... no. No. Blessit, No. What is wrong wi.. NO.

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie raises a hand to her chin. For a moment she conteplates confirming that Kyra is really not the offspring of the dog, but that's getting off track.]

Harry and I are the only ones that know your secret.

[ella_of_frell]

[ She's pretty sure Mouse was male anyway so that would have been an impossibility. The follow up question gives her the urge to shove Hattie down the stairs, briefly. ]

Yes.

[ Is what she says, but her hand is already flying to her face with a SLAP. And now both of Ella's cheeks are stinging and red. This was seriously getting on her nerves. ]

[blondandperfect]

Oooh!

[...]

.. Oh.

[ANNOYING. Ella must really be mad to lie to her face like that. Hattie tries to keep her patience, and crosses her arms. Unlike Harry, she isn't a detective.]

Who else?

[ella_of_frell]

Philomena Concierge, Hanava White and Ellys Ihlan. But they've sworn themselves to secrecy. Are we done here?

[ Without waiting, Ella promptly hopped down the last few steps. ]

It's a shame you came after me, you know. Dorian seems to be very infatuated with you. I wouldn't be surprised if he was going to propose marriage if I hadn't been there.

[ Fingers mentally crossing. ]

[blondandperfect]

[Who? What? Who? Hattie twisted her lips, alarmingly unsatisfied. Perhaps that was the point. And her eyes narrowed in annoyance. However that annoyance doesn't last much longer- As expected, her eyes lit up.]

What? Really?? You think so?

[Hattie gives an excited laugh, fanning herself with her hand.]

.. It'd be really nice to be engaged to him.. Oooh, but it'd be really really nice to be engaged to Byakuya!

[ella_of_frell]

[ Yep, definitely the point. ]

Yeah, I do. You saw how he was fawning over you. [ It was disgusting. ]

Are you sure you don't want to go back? I can take care of things at the house for a little while. [ UGh. Oh god, Hattie married to Byakuya? That's ... that's Toushirou's worst nightmare. And Byakuya's. ]

You two certainly have a lot in common... [ As much as she hates to admit that. Both had refined tastes, were high maintenance and thought they were better than everyone else. Everything Ella hated in people. ]

[blondandperfect]

[That was true, he was fawning over Hattie.. Though he was fawning over Ella too and attempts to spoil her reputation didn't work out too well. Just like with Byakuya. Her lips twist a bit again.]

Well.. I suppose there's only one way to decide, really..

[Hattie gives a thoughtful look.]

You would willingly bring me and Dorian together if it mean I would move out.

[Followed about 5 seconds later with,]

You would willingly bring me and Byakuya together if it meant I would move out.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Honestly? She wouldn't willingly subject Hattie to anyone, even if it meant she would move out. Especially not Byakuya, when she knew full well he would sooner slice her from nose to toe than love her. Probably. She would happily support her stepsister if she found her One True Wuv, but matchmaking - definitely not Ella's thing. No slaps follow either statement, though Ella gave Hattie a bemused look. ]

What am I a Hattie lie detector?

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie blinks, clearly thrown off by the reaction- Or rather, the lack therof. She ends up ignoring Ella's question for a moment in favor of furrowing her brows in thought.]

We have nearly a year of history here of you hiding things and me being unable to get a straight answer from you. As if today would suddenly be different.

But I can't figure out what you're hiding this time.. If what I said is true, then why haven't you done anything? Obviously you'd benefit from it.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Ella shrugs off Hattie's confusion. ]

I'm not a matchmaker, Hattie. Honestly I wouldn't even know where to begin. Finishing school only covered how to react to people who court you, not how to get the courter and courtee together. If two people care about each other, then it should be up to them to make the move. At least that's how it is in this era.

[ Haven't you learned anything from Love is Over? Wait - that's a TERRIBLE example. ]

[blondandperfect]

[A terrible example? Or the best example??]

... Hmph. I see, so you're not as oblivious as I thought you were. There's some hope for you yet, Ella, so long as you remember who I have dibs upon.

[It had never occurred to her to ask Ella for Bya's address. She had Dorian's now, though. Hattie shuffled a moment in her shoulderbag.]

[ella_of_frell]

[ Worst example. Definitely. Ella inwardly sighed. ]

When will you understand I don't have designs on anyone here? Honestly... [ She waves a hand absently regardless. ]

Let's just get home, huh?

[blondandperfect]

I make the decisions around here!

...

I think we should head home.

[THANK YOU HATTIE. Once she heads out of the apartment, she ooohs as she finds her pen and pad, muttering 'Pheelowmana'. However she hands them to Ella.]

I don't know how to spell that, so write down the names of those people that know you have to do as you're told.

...

And hand them back when you're done.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Ella rolls her eyes. ]

Whatever... [ Sigh. Though she grimaces at the latter, nodding slowly. ]

I'll get the list for you written up when we get home.

[ She will too! It just won't be legible. But again, she'll be exerting every loophole she can think of to avoid naming Toushirou. She'll write in Ayorthian too, if she has to. ]

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie peers. PEERS. What is Ella up to? She probably thinks Hattie will forget- But she won't! Well, probably.]

... Good.

[Oh. They have to take a cab home, won't they? She frowns.]

I'm tired of cabs. I'm going to the car dealer's tomorrow.

wow, I got hit by tag lazies lol

[ella_of_frell]

[ PFF, walk, you lazy bum. That's how Ella got here -- okay no, she took the train. But most of it was walking. ]

... why are you going to a car dealership when you can't drive?

JUST. AS. PLANNED. 1/2

[blondandperfect]

[RUDE! And wow, the train? All the more reason to get a car!]

... Um.

2/2

[blondandperfect]

[ Recall the words from a wise priest, Hattie!

That's a secret.

[FIN(??)]