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Elisabeth Fiorelli

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POSTED ON Sept 15, 2022 18:48:38 GMT

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At the laying down of this verbal trap, Elisabeth laughed, as if amused at its placement in the middle of a place as seemingly innocuous as a coffee shop.

"What a quandary you've put me in. If I answer yes, I am by my own admission painting myself as a hypocrite. If I answer no, then I look most dreadful a person indeed."

She smiled again, leaning forward as she studied him with a quick glance of her emerald eyes; his manner was relaxed, though his gaze spoke of a certain focus and attentiveness.

She was being observed, even now.

"I think I will instead decline answering, and allow you the privilege of making up your own mind on the matter."

The truth of the matter was something she knew intimately enough, but truth was a fickle thing, in that way. It shifted depending on the eye of the beholder, despite the commonly held belief it was something fixed and resolute.

That had been her experience, at least. Many truths bent and broke, if placed under enough weight and duress, or viewed through a distorted lens.

So Elisabeth flitted away from this topic, instead turning the spotlight of the questioning onto him, now, as she spoke her own observations of him aloud. As she did so, the faintest smirk creased her own lips, a flicker of knowing mischief in her eyes.

"I would venture a guess, however, that you'd like me to take advantage of you, Mr. Wledig. Which of us here has devious intentions, hm?"

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POSTED ON Sept 18, 2022 5:10:42 GMT

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Gwyar tilted his head at the woman's nonresponse, looking genuinely impressed.

There was boldness in refusing to engage, in openly declaring one's retreat while looking the opposition in the eye. And to try and reverse the focus back onto him after that, the gall of this woman!

Gwyar couldn't help but laugh, shoulders quaking with mirth.

"Fair enough! I can't well force a lady to respond, can I?" That wouldn't have been very courteous. Neither was refusing to respond, a lady of beauty like hers couldn't really be called out on such a minor paux pas. That would just be petty. "Thank you for the privilege, if nothing else. My mind's long since been made up, but your permission is appreciated."

His eye twinkled mischievously as she bared his evil masterplan to the world, the smile on his lips a little too wide as he replied.

"Perish the thought, Elisabeth." He said, lip curling into a cheshire grin as he leaned his head onto a fist. "Surely I would be reaching out to Rocket Admins instead of florists, were such my intentions so devious."

A brief pause...

"Unless your interpretation of 'taking advantage' greatly differs from mine?"

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POSTED ON Sept 18, 2022 5:30:51 GMT

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"Already made up your mind, then? First impressions must mean a great deal to you," she replied, a soft laugh leaving her lips. When his verdict remained unspoken, she sighed in mock offense. "Well, I see you're intent on keeping me in suspense. I suppose it's none of my business what you think of me, in the end."

The mischief in his eyes didn't go undetected, even as Elisabeth lowered her gaze to the cup in her hands, sipping at it leisurely. This time when he made allusions to her alignment, her composure remained unshaken. She felt she had a firmer grasp on his humor at this point, or at least, understood it was better to accept such comments as humor.

If the police in Sootopolis wanted to raid her home in Petalburg, she'd find out in less amicable ways than this one.

So when he asked his impudent question, she smiled thinly, the blade of her own wit unsheathed and eager to retort.

"That's a rather ungentlemanly question to ask me, Mr. Wledig. What improper conduct are you hoping I'll engage in?"

In many ways, she was a Skitty batting a ball of yarn between her paws, enjoying the rhythm of a game she'd long practised and perfected to her own satisfaction. It entertained her, this push-and-pull of easy banter, and it was reflected in the nonchalant way she continued speaking.

"Dare I offend you by suggesting something lurid, or shall I feign the innocence of someone younger and insult your intelligence by playing coy? I'm not sure what sort of woman you think I am, after all, and I would hate to disappoint you."

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POSTED ON Oct 10, 2022 20:06:08 GMT

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Hello again, Elisabeth Fiorelli.

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She had no idea of just how right she was. Were she not his 'benefactor', as he so liked to put it, she might well have found herself under just a little more scrutiny than she would've surely liked.

Whoever coined 'no good deed goes unpunished' must've been a truly unfortunate fella!

"Is it? You must pardon me Lady Fiorelli, 'tis rare that I make time for polite conversation! I'm afraid my lack of practice might have... exacerbated a few of my bad habits." He said as he picked his coffee and sipped, smiling. "I've always had tendency to match my peers' tones, you see; tit for tat, as they say."

'rUmOrS ThAt tHe lAw eNfOrCeMeNt oF SoOtOpOlIs aRe cOrRuPt aRe tRuE' and what not.

"But rest assured, Elisabeth, you'll not disappoint me. I wouldn't dream of holding you to any expectation." He said politely and reassuringly, setting down his coffee.

She was, after all, being consciously held up against an impossible standard.

He grinned.

"Still, I wonder if you might not be overestimating my eye." He said as he leaned his head onto his fist, looking her over amused. "I suspect if you were to act the role of lily in earnest, none could see through you."

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POSTED ON Oct 10, 2022 21:26:19 GMT

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'Lack of practise'? She surely doubted it. If he was rusty in this game of verbal barbs, his repartee shielded him from that criticism well enough.

Matching her tone indeed.

"There's something to be said for mystery," Elisabeth replied with a small, private smile, followed by a helpless shrug of her shoulders. "I take your point, Mr. Wledig."

The mention of 'lilies' brought her attention from their sparring to the satchel that hung low at her waist, and Elisabeth reached into it, bringing out a dainty, lacy business card scented with that very same flower.

She slid it across the table to him, resting politely beside his coffee cup.

"If you're determined to leave me with a favor I can call upon, the least I can do is offer you my services in return, if you ever need them. You can find me outside Petalburg Woods with ease."

Both of them were being impossibly held up against different shadows, for different reasons.

For her, this was idle curiosity, more or less: a flirtation with the possibility of danger, for the thrill of it alone.

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POSTED ON Oct 16, 2022 6:00:12 GMT

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Hello again, Elisabeth Fiorelli.

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And for him, it was chance at companionship in some form; something he had found himself lacking of late, though not for the first time.

He smiled as she slid him the card, grasping it and looking it over briefly before stuffing it into the inside pocket of his coat.

"I'll be sure to keep in contact." He said simply.

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