Lisa Bortiforte
She/Her
31
August 30
Camphrier Town, Kalos
Bi/Heteroromantic
Bioterrorist
Underboss
Bury me in the roses and rot; I'll come back thorned.
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Elisabeth Fiorelli
Flowers PLEASE
POSTED ON Sept 30, 2022 3:01:08 GMT
[attr=class,elisafont] [googlefont=Meddon] La Vie en Rose [break][break] [break] Although Elisabeth's attention appeared to have focused once more upon planting the flowers that had drawn them both here, her true focus remained on every word that Melody Miro spoke aloud. Some might call her inclination nosy. Elisabeth considered it a desire to be well-informed. She had her own opinion on the council, having met each of its members individually. The full extent of what Elisabeth knew, and how she felt about that knowledge, wasn't something that the florist felt inclined to share in its entirety. Still, Elisabeth understood she was to offer something in return, if she had any hope of teasing this conversation out longer. "Given his demeanor and physique, I can see how GABRIEL BLACK could be seen as serious." Self-interested was the word that Elisabeth would have used. She hadn't missed the admission of how he wished for the Blacks to seize power, as the families in Kalos once had. It was not something she held against the councilman; it was a natural inclination, to want to leave a legacy. But it was far from, say, the motivations that brought Elinor Anderson into office. "I had the pleasure of working for a charity gala that Councilwoman Anderson ran in the wake of the Darkest Day. She seems an idealist, focused on bridging the divide between the League and its civilians." But with idealism came infinitely more obstacles. Elisabeth herself was a cynic; more battles were won with compromise and the staining of one's hands than with pretty words and dreams. Her voice, although pleasant, became something a bit more detached here as she shrugged at the mention of PENELOPE LIVY. "Miss Livy's ascent to councilwoman surprised me. I'm curious to see how she fares, as she seemed well-suited to her work in journalism." What sounded like a compliment to Penelope's work ethic was anything but, given the private disdain Elisabeth held for that profession. It surprised her, slightly, that Melody had the most to say about FERNANDO SILPH. Imagining the two in conversation was a somewhat difficult thing to picture. Then again, her understanding of that man was far removed from any of his political aspirations. Those she understood like any other civilian at a distance, filtered through media and news outlets. She'd never known him to be cold, but fully believed he could be. Elisabeth believed a great deal many things about the councilman that she'd never observed herself, firsthand. Perhaps some of that surprise showed on her face, given the question that Elisabeth asked next after a long, thoughtful pause. "Councilman Silph sounds like a complicated man. Do you trust him?"[break] [break] [break] ✿[newclass=".elisafont b"]color: #7bb661;[/newclass]
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