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Last time, you made a bunch of phone calls yet again. Another long spiral of voices going in and out this damn device. Its electronic functions, square shape, and unnecessary brightness displease you. The world would be better without them. One day, you will return to older times, when you read letters — and complained anonymously over billboards. But that’s not now or then.
The relevant fact is that Matilda is joining your efforts. The Mafia topic is more personal to her than half of the people here. But not all. Celia and Aurora have big stakes in the operation.
Right now, your briefing came to a sudden stop. Once again Lydie dropped a cliffhanger worthy line. <span class="mu-s">Your lovely Beth is a former member of the International Assassin Syndicate!</span> Props to the hyperactive rich girl, when she said she was interested in the prisoner, she meant it. And somehow, she got the information from the femme fatale’s mouth!
“Huh… I didn’t know that. I should’ve pressed Beth about her past.” Crossbill is fairly impressed.
“<span class="mu-i">Beth is a what…?!</span>” Liu’s mind remembers the events of last night, and her poor frizzly head can’t wrap around it.
“You’re making stuff up, Lydie. You should give me back my fanclub. Nobody should withstand a liar in a position of authority.” Vera frowns. “Anyone with me? I wanna see some hands raised.”
“Get your own fanclub.” Lydie glares back. Isn’t it yours?
“H-How do you have the gall to say that to me of all people?!” Vera can’t believe the shamelessness. “Besides, the point still stands.”
“Yeah, Beth would never hurt a fly!” Aurora agrees. “I think. She was nice to me.” Rora’s standards are smaller than Liu's.
“Then I ask you, dear Veranica. Why? <span class="mu-i">Why Beth was in prison?!</span>” Lydie ups the theatrics.
“Hell if I know! I got tired of listenin’ to them, their backstories kept getting dumber with each passing one!” Vera remembers the pain.
“Hey, they were fun. Always a treat to meet weirdoes.” Crossbill disagrees.
“You know who they are talking about, right, Celia?” You make sure your Beanie Sister isn’t lost.
“Yeah, you all told me about her… and her deadly hugs.” Celia nods. She’s prepared to face Beth whenever that happens. Nobody is truly ready though. “Shouldn’t you call her? Maybe she knows a thing or two.”
You don’t like the direction this briefing is taking…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Sigh. Pick up your phone and call Beth…
>Decline. Continue with the briefing. Enough time has been spent on this.
>Write In.
<span class="mu-s">Who shall join you in this call if it were to happen?</span>
>Aurora. You already were partners.
>Matilda. She just arrived.
>Vera. To show her Beth’s true nature.
>Liu. She knows Beth’s true nature.
>Crossbill. They’re roommates.
>Celia. Let her have a good picture of Beth.
>Beanie Hedgehog. He knows how to keep a secret.
>Lydie. She’s the one spilling the beans. Beth would like to know that!
>Write In.
The relevant fact is that Matilda is joining your efforts. The Mafia topic is more personal to her than half of the people here. But not all. Celia and Aurora have big stakes in the operation.
Right now, your briefing came to a sudden stop. Once again Lydie dropped a cliffhanger worthy line. <span class="mu-s">Your lovely Beth is a former member of the International Assassin Syndicate!</span> Props to the hyperactive rich girl, when she said she was interested in the prisoner, she meant it. And somehow, she got the information from the femme fatale’s mouth!
“Huh… I didn’t know that. I should’ve pressed Beth about her past.” Crossbill is fairly impressed.
“<span class="mu-i">Beth is a what…?!</span>” Liu’s mind remembers the events of last night, and her poor frizzly head can’t wrap around it.
“You’re making stuff up, Lydie. You should give me back my fanclub. Nobody should withstand a liar in a position of authority.” Vera frowns. “Anyone with me? I wanna see some hands raised.”
“Get your own fanclub.” Lydie glares back. Isn’t it yours?
“H-How do you have the gall to say that to me of all people?!” Vera can’t believe the shamelessness. “Besides, the point still stands.”
“Yeah, Beth would never hurt a fly!” Aurora agrees. “I think. She was nice to me.” Rora’s standards are smaller than Liu's.
“Then I ask you, dear Veranica. Why? <span class="mu-i">Why Beth was in prison?!</span>” Lydie ups the theatrics.
“Hell if I know! I got tired of listenin’ to them, their backstories kept getting dumber with each passing one!” Vera remembers the pain.
“Hey, they were fun. Always a treat to meet weirdoes.” Crossbill disagrees.
“You know who they are talking about, right, Celia?” You make sure your Beanie Sister isn’t lost.
“Yeah, you all told me about her… and her deadly hugs.” Celia nods. She’s prepared to face Beth whenever that happens. Nobody is truly ready though. “Shouldn’t you call her? Maybe she knows a thing or two.”
You don’t like the direction this briefing is taking…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Sigh. Pick up your phone and call Beth…
>Decline. Continue with the briefing. Enough time has been spent on this.
>Write In.
<span class="mu-s">Who shall join you in this call if it were to happen?</span>
>Aurora. You already were partners.
>Matilda. She just arrived.
>Vera. To show her Beth’s true nature.
>Liu. She knows Beth’s true nature.
>Crossbill. They’re roommates.
>Celia. Let her have a good picture of Beth.
>Beanie Hedgehog. He knows how to keep a secret.
>Lydie. She’s the one spilling the beans. Beth would like to know that!
>Write In.
