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[ishineon.livejournal.com]

She needs a breather.

Finally- finally- work is down to a level where she'd consider herself able to leave the rest to others. Stress relief is called for.

It is called for in the form of throwing knives at things. Yes.

[ooc: Catch her on the way to or at the training grounds.]

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[eucre.livejournal.com]

Oh. Um. Knives? Piper will very much regret bumping into her on the pathway, then. It takes her moment to notice who she's run into, but when she figures it out, a look of concern will immediately pass over her face. Commence looking up at Sade with wide eyes.

"--Sorry, Milady Sparkly." It comes out in a rush as she prances away slightly, still close enough for Sade to reach out and touch.

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

...sigh.

Her hand goes out to catch Piper by the arm or the wrist, whichever she can get hold of. "I did think you had better eyes than that."

[eucre.livejournal.com]

Hesitant smiling that really didn't make her feel smiley on the inside, oh no. "Piper wasn't paying attention. She's sorry, Milady Sparkly- awfully sorry."

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

"Always saying sorry doesn't make it up if you continue doing the same thing over and over." She has to muster herself, keep from snapping at the girl. "Perhaps you can correct yourself."

I approve of you getting an AIM. <3

[eucre.livejournal.com]

Flinch. "She's sorry, she really is, Milady. She'll look where she's going from now on. She'll-- correcting will- no worries, Milady Sparkly, yes."

Your approval is the best thing to have. <3

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

It belatedly occurs to Säde that her knives being out in the open rather than hidden up her sleeves or her torso is likely a factor in Piper's current demeanour. So she takes a step back, drops her hands. "I expect little from you. Simply put some thought into your actions- and path- in future."

D'awwww <3

[eucre.livejournal.com]

"Yes, Milady Sparkly." She shifts a little uneasily on her feet, but doesn't step away. "How are- how is she after all the changes?"

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

"She is fine. Perfectly fine. It would be useless to the Suit if I went to pieces, after all." She moves toward the training grounds again, half an eye on Piper.

[eucre.livejournal.com]

"Oh- of course, definitely?" She follows Sade hesitantly, up on her tiptoes. "Is everything for the Suit now?"

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Her voice is very calm. And flat. "Of course. Nothing less would do." Some things that might be singled out as for one person or another, she'd argue were ultimately for the Suit. It's what she's convinced herself is best.

[eucre.livejournal.com]

"Who does thing for Milady Sparkly, then?" She clasps her hands behind her back, looking up at her, worried.

Jordan was the winner of the poll in the blast chat.

[heartsthespades.livejournal.com]

Jordan, for his part, is walking through the Diamond gardens on his way back from dropping off a rubbing of a certain inscription for Sophie to work on, and he pauses when he sees Säde, and the knives.

"Good afternoon, milady."

I'll figure out how to get an aol without being in America. And then I'm coming for all of you. :|||

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

She barely pauses in the smooth aiming and release of the knives to glance at him. "Good day to you, Jordan. What brings you to the Diamonds?"

You should. Because then it'll be even more awesome.

[heartsthespades.livejournal.com]

His challenge to Nine had been in knife-throwing - which was about as dangerous as he gets away with. "I was visiting Sophie," he says. "I needed some help with a translation. Your resources, I'm afraid, our superior to ours."

HMM. :| maybe when I wake up.

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Säde might remember that, if her memory were jogged in the right way. For now, she's not making the connection.

Aim. "We do take pride in the vastness of our library." Release. Thud. "So. A new Jack for the Hearts." Her gaze is on the target, her voice even. The kind of even that's tooled smooth.

Dot it XD Also, I need to PM you and Drea about something that MAY happen...still up in the air tho.

[heartsthespades.livejournal.com]

There's no reason for her to. Hearts' challenges don't always draw an audience outside the Suit, after all.

"Indeed, Lady Säde." Jordan's voice is bland and smooth; he's too well-trained for it to be otherwise. "Athena is certainly experienced."

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

"I would have thought her overqualified." Thud. But under-experienced, if David was anything to go by. "Adjusting well, I suppose?" Her tone is bland enough to make it unclear whether she refers to the Jack or the Suit.

[heartsthespades.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps. But the Hearts already have a Queen." And the thought of Athena as Queen was slightly disturbing - and not only for their plans, but for the Hearts in general. As Jack...she could be used. Mother assured him.

"It seems so," he answers calmly. "Hearts are resilient." It was yet to be seen if Athena had that particular trait, of course.

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

There's a mild quirk as she lets the next knife fly. That's a quality more often assigned to the Diamonds, but she won't quibble. "True. How is Judith, then? Receiving her sister's return well?"

[heartsthespades.livejournal.com]

Ah, but the Hearts can't completely be the fluffy, happy bunnies of the Deck, no matter how much they acted like it. "She's very happy about it," Jordan says with a faint smile.

"I daresay she couldn't imagine a better Jack of Hearts."

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

"Mmm." Aim. "Certainly that's why she chose Athena." Release. Thud. "One less thing to worry about while caring for the little prince."

[shardsofhonor.livejournal.com]

And, as always, Michael eventually appeared, a wraith out of the shadow to simply stand quietly and observe. He never interrupted, but was simply there. If addressed, he'd answer with correct cordiality, if not, then he would retire as he'd come.

But he served his Suit, and this was also part of the job.

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Without any greeting, she doesn't acknowledge him until her store of knives is all embedded in the target. "Michael. Good day."

[shardsofhonor.livejournal.com]

"Milady."

He inclined his head formally, hands folded correctly. If he wasn't needed, he'd vanish again, but he was simply letting her know he was there, if otherwise.

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

This was a task she generally left to the Twos, but if he was there... "Would you be so kind as to fetch more throwing knives, please?"

She'll clear the target herself.