Manfred von Karma (
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sirenspull_logs2012-08-28 09:29 pm
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[Backdated] Hide with a false pleasant face what you know in your false, evil heart
Who: Gregfred & Mangory von Edgeworth
When: Backdated to July 21st - 28th
Where: Von Karma's suite/The city streets and various places
Summary: Backdated log for the bodyswap between Gregory and Manfred von Karma
Warnings: Violence, angst, attempted bloodshed, rivals being rivals, pretty dark and gloomy, etc.
This morning had started as any other; Manfred prepared the tea bright and early at 7'o clock sharp. The silence between the two men—attorney and prosecutor, remained like a veil as he steeped the earl grey leaves to perfection. Stirring in the cream and sugar he knew the lawyer preferred along with something a little extra had become their routine: A regular course of procedure that took place before he attended court. Of course, given this was the weekend, he knew it to be the day that Gregory waited his son at the baseball Diamond. Hence, he would take extra caution in preparing it.
Given the extreme importance with which he took measures in placating his dear long-time rival Manfred would dust a little powder from a single white crushed pill into the bottom as well—that alone would be sufficient. It simply wouldn't do, after all, were he to slip a little stronger dosage. It had to be just the right amount…
"Your tea," von Karma murmured, and slid it along with a saucer in front of Gregory, his hawk-like demeanour scrutinizing him as though he might somehow see into his plan in a bare instant.
When: Backdated to July 21st - 28th
Where: Von Karma's suite/The city streets and various places
Summary: Backdated log for the bodyswap between Gregory and Manfred von Karma
Warnings: Violence, angst, attempted bloodshed, rivals being rivals, pretty dark and gloomy, etc.
This morning had started as any other; Manfred prepared the tea bright and early at 7'o clock sharp. The silence between the two men—attorney and prosecutor, remained like a veil as he steeped the earl grey leaves to perfection. Stirring in the cream and sugar he knew the lawyer preferred along with something a little extra had become their routine: A regular course of procedure that took place before he attended court. Of course, given this was the weekend, he knew it to be the day that Gregory waited his son at the baseball Diamond. Hence, he would take extra caution in preparing it.
Given the extreme importance with which he took measures in placating his dear long-time rival Manfred would dust a little powder from a single white crushed pill into the bottom as well—that alone would be sufficient. It simply wouldn't do, after all, were he to slip a little stronger dosage. It had to be just the right amount…
"Your tea," von Karma murmured, and slid it along with a saucer in front of Gregory, his hawk-like demeanour scrutinizing him as though he might somehow see into his plan in a bare instant.
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It shouldn't have been as comforting as it was. It shouldn't have. Yet how else was he to feel? Could he go on with the constant nagging feeling that Von Karma was to knife him in the back? The taxing anxiety of that prospect had left Gregory tired and over-compensating. In the least... the prosecutor could brew a brilliant cup of tea.
He practically groaned a quiet sound of relief as the citrusy scent of bergamot orange unfurled every deep line of worry marking his noble brow. There was a brief eye-contact and a polite nod to issue his appreciation.
"Thank you, Prosecutor." Perhaps they were in familiar close-quarters now, yet it was hardly enough to keep Gregory from his formalities. They weren't friends, after all, not in any officially acknowledged sense anyway.
He allowed the tea to breathe for a moment, the steam alone fogging his lenses slightly, but waking his exhausted eyes. The Darkness hardly allowed for him to sleep well... he envied Von Karma's resilience against it in a way.
"I take you slept well?" Asking the usual courteous protocol.
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