Margaux (to Poppy): Pssst, Poptart darling, could you be a dear and meet me at the safe house? I need your assistance.
Poppy (to Margaux): Of course, Margaux. Is everything alright?
Margaux (to Poppy): No, time to discuss it. Just meet me there as soon as you can & don't draw attention to yourself, if you can help it.
Poppy (to Margaux): Alright honey, I'll be there as quick as I can. (to Vincent) I need to run an errand, honey, I'll be back in a few hours. Don't forget that you have that delivery in Manchester today.
Vincent (to Poppy): You're going to make me face Manchester Mikey Malone all by my lonesome?
Poppy (to Vincent): You managed to deal with him all this time without me, I think you can handle one delivery on your own, honey...
Vincent (to Poppy): I CAN deal with him, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heh, you just like watching him get all nervous & quiet around me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mikey is a sweetheart. And has excellent taste in women, I might add. Oh good heavens! He'll be chattering my ear off about football for hours. Is everything alright, lover? You seem tense?
Poppy (to Vincent): I believe something is up with Margaux... I'm worried that she got herself hurt. And, before you ask, I'm sorry but I can't bring you with me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Oh dear. That sounds bad. Keep everyone safe, hun. Call if you need me. Victor, young man, I know you can hear me in there. Keep an eye on your mother. You know she can't be trusted on her own. ;-} And you, madam, give me a kiss before you go.
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course, honey... I'll contact you as soon as I know everything is alright & if you're not back in town, I'll head to the inn. Is that acceptable you, Captain Potter? :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Yes, sir. You cannot blame me for worrying. I have a vested interest in your continuing welfare, you know.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know, honey, it's sweet and greatly appreciated. And, you be careful yourself... No flirting with dancing girls. It just gets you into trouble...
Vincent (to Poppy): I will be as a saint. I love you, hun. I'll see you soon.
Poppy (to Vincent): I love you too, honey. I'll be back before you miss me too much.
A short time later:
Poppy (to Margaux): Margaux, are you here?
Margaux (to Poppy): I'm in the dining room, darling... Could you grab the kettle off of the stove and bring it in here?
Poppy (to Margaux): Of course... Oh god, Margaux! You're hurt... What the hell happened?
Margaux (to Poppy): CLANNG happened, poptart... Is it just me or are they training them younger & younger? Well simply put, I was on assignment, warned that CLANNG was interested in a particular item & this young boy stabbed me. Thankfully, I was able to get away after I shot him. I don't think he punctured anything major, but I can't stitch it up myself... Would you please do the honors?
Poppy (to Margaux): Hmmm, just like old times, huh? Hold still, this is going to be unpleasant... Honey, was the boy blonde & looked to be about twelve or so? Using folding knives?
Margaux (to Poppy): Yes, that sounds about right... Ow... How did you know? ... Geez, light touch, poptart...
Poppy (to Margaux): Sorry, honey… You're very lucky that you got away if it's who I think it is, he's a little monster. He goes by the name Carver. I'm not sure if it's his surname or a nickname, but I have reason to believe he was the assassin that dispatched the pirate Alejandro Teech & the prince.
Margaux (to Poppy): ... Monster is right... geez, are you done yet? He kept saying that he was so happy to find someone to play with.
Poppy (to Margaux): Just about finished. One more stitch... There! Now, let me get you cleaned up & bandaged.
Margaux (to Poppy): Thank you, sugar... Um, how's the little bun in the oven?
Poppy (to Margaux): Heh... He's baking quite nicely, honey... Ok, you're all set. How's that feel?
Margaux (to Poppy): Like I got stabbed in the side, but I'll live... Now, that we've got that unpleasantness out of the way. Would you like some tea, poptart? I think there's some chamomile in here... or at least there was the last time I was here.
Poppy (to Margaux): That would be lovely. Thank you. I'll just clean up this mess while you're doing that.
Professor Maladori: I've just been contracted to create a very intriguing something in the name of revenge. Revenge science. I think I shall enjoy this. It's almost enough to make me take the job pro bono. Not quite, but almost.
A little while later:
Percy (to Vincent): Hi there, loverboy... Having trouble with the Falcon?
Vincent (to Percy): Oh! Hello, Percy. She was listing a bit sternside when I ran her to Manchester today. I'm just checking her out. What brings you to our little slice of the universe, hun?
Percy (to Vincent): Errands mostly... Klaude needs some parts for an invention she's working on & I have been sent to hunt them down. Need any help with that, honey?
Vincent (to Percy): No... I think, I've almost... got... Ooch! OK. Never mind. I need help. If you could just unscrew this, I'd be grateful.
Percy (to Vincent): That shouldn't be too difficult to manage...
Vincent (to Percy): So what's up, hun? There's clearly something you want to say to me.
Percy (to Vincent): Oh... Poppy told me, about you two getting married, honey... Here you go.
Vincent (to Percy): Thank you. Poppy mentioned she told you. And you're OK with that? I mean, how do you feel about that, hun?
Percy (to Vincent): Well, at first, I was a seething mass of emotions, honey... Honestly, I was quite upset, but then I spoke to Emmett. And, with all the information laid out in front of me, it became very obvious that it was simply inevitable. Clearly, whatever made you attractive to me came from her and it would never have really worked between us. I'm not sure I can be excited for you or that you should invite me to the wedding, but I'm okay with it.
Vincent (to Percy): I understand, hun. I won't ask you to be excited about it, but if you decide you want to come, you're more than welcome.
Percy (to Vincent): You never know... And, if Wanda asks me to take her, I'll probably have to, but for right now, I'm still processing. But, I do thank you for the invitation. Have you set a date, honey?
Vincent (to Percy): No, not yet. My sister was suggesting we get married on this side before Victor is born. She said it would be VERY romantic.
Percy (to Vincent): Heehee, that's not at all surprising, honey. She did get married right before leaping into a firefight.
Vincent (to Percy): Hee hee. That is very true. Poor impulse control seems to run in the family.
Percy (to Vincent): Well, clearly it's not always a bad thing, honey... Look what you both got out of it.
Vincent (to Percy): No, I can't argue with the facts. Percy, I know we've had this conversation before, but I am very sorry I hurt you.
Percy (to Vincent): Thank you for that, honey... I should probably go before I say or do something to ruin this touching moment... Plus, it looks like the little missus is heading this way.
Poppy (to Percy): You don't have to go just because I'm here, Percy. (to Vincent) Welcome back from Manchester, honey. What did Mikey have to say? Did he miss me? :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Indeed. Mikey was all questions about my "pretty little companion" today. He only mentioned football six or seven hundred times... Percy has been kind enough to help me make some repairs to the Falcon.
Percy (to Vincent & Poppy): No, it's not that at all, honey. I just need to finish my errands for Klaude. I'll see you two lovebirds, later.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that was nice of Percy... So, the delivery went okay?
Vincent (to Percy): See you later, hun. Thanks again for your help. (to Poppy) It was. I suspect he was really here to talk about our impending marriage. The delivery went fine. Mikey is always easy.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that's good... I think Margaux had a run in with Carver.
Vincent (to Poppy): WHAT? Oh good God! Is she OK?
Poppy (to Vincent): Thankfully, she got away, but he got her in the side with one of those fancy knives of his. I had to stitch her up.
Vincent (to Poppy): Shit. I suppose it was too much to hope he'd been blown up with Hiiri's ship. I hate to even suggest this, but Carver is terrifying, wild, and totes undisciplined. From what you've told me, he should have never been able to get anywhere near Margaux. It looks like CLANNG has been training the little horrorshow after all. Fat Christ! I was hoping your brother was kidding.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, she was on assignment & was a bit shocked by his appearance. She wasn't expecting to run into a kid, so he got the drop on her. She was quite miffed about it... Well, once I had her stitched up & she had a glass of wine. I wish I could say I was surprised that Thaddeus snatched him up, but I'm not... How do you think he joined CLANNG?
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm guessing when they dispatched of Hiiri. Good God... The idea of a formally trained Carver is... guh!
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I was actually talking about Thaddeus... He got grabbed up by CLANNG when he was teenager.
Vincent (to Poppy): Really? Huh. I suppose that makes sense.
Poppy (to Vincent): Yeah, he got caught trying to steal a CLANNG airship.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ah. He was given the ol' "join us or loose a lot of blood" choice, I take it. I suppose they gave Carver the same option. For all his faults, I was damned lucky it was Alistair who introduced me to my profession.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I'm certainly glad of that, too.
Poppy (to Margaux): Of course, Margaux. Is everything alright?
Margaux (to Poppy): No, time to discuss it. Just meet me there as soon as you can & don't draw attention to yourself, if you can help it.
Poppy (to Margaux): Alright honey, I'll be there as quick as I can. (to Vincent) I need to run an errand, honey, I'll be back in a few hours. Don't forget that you have that delivery in Manchester today.
Vincent (to Poppy): You're going to make me face Manchester Mikey Malone all by my lonesome?
Poppy (to Vincent): You managed to deal with him all this time without me, I think you can handle one delivery on your own, honey...
Vincent (to Poppy): I CAN deal with him, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heh, you just like watching him get all nervous & quiet around me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Mikey is a sweetheart. And has excellent taste in women, I might add. Oh good heavens! He'll be chattering my ear off about football for hours. Is everything alright, lover? You seem tense?
Poppy (to Vincent): I believe something is up with Margaux... I'm worried that she got herself hurt. And, before you ask, I'm sorry but I can't bring you with me.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Oh dear. That sounds bad. Keep everyone safe, hun. Call if you need me. Victor, young man, I know you can hear me in there. Keep an eye on your mother. You know she can't be trusted on her own. ;-} And you, madam, give me a kiss before you go.
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course, honey... I'll contact you as soon as I know everything is alright & if you're not back in town, I'll head to the inn. Is that acceptable you, Captain Potter? :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Yes, sir. You cannot blame me for worrying. I have a vested interest in your continuing welfare, you know.
Poppy (to Vincent): I know, honey, it's sweet and greatly appreciated. And, you be careful yourself... No flirting with dancing girls. It just gets you into trouble...
Vincent (to Poppy): I will be as a saint. I love you, hun. I'll see you soon.
Poppy (to Vincent): I love you too, honey. I'll be back before you miss me too much.
A short time later:
Poppy (to Margaux): Margaux, are you here?
Margaux (to Poppy): I'm in the dining room, darling... Could you grab the kettle off of the stove and bring it in here?
Poppy (to Margaux): Of course... Oh god, Margaux! You're hurt... What the hell happened?
Margaux (to Poppy): CLANNG happened, poptart... Is it just me or are they training them younger & younger? Well simply put, I was on assignment, warned that CLANNG was interested in a particular item & this young boy stabbed me. Thankfully, I was able to get away after I shot him. I don't think he punctured anything major, but I can't stitch it up myself... Would you please do the honors?
Poppy (to Margaux): Hmmm, just like old times, huh? Hold still, this is going to be unpleasant... Honey, was the boy blonde & looked to be about twelve or so? Using folding knives?
Margaux (to Poppy): Yes, that sounds about right... Ow... How did you know? ... Geez, light touch, poptart...
Poppy (to Margaux): Sorry, honey… You're very lucky that you got away if it's who I think it is, he's a little monster. He goes by the name Carver. I'm not sure if it's his surname or a nickname, but I have reason to believe he was the assassin that dispatched the pirate Alejandro Teech & the prince.
Margaux (to Poppy): ... Monster is right... geez, are you done yet? He kept saying that he was so happy to find someone to play with.
Poppy (to Margaux): Just about finished. One more stitch... There! Now, let me get you cleaned up & bandaged.
Margaux (to Poppy): Thank you, sugar... Um, how's the little bun in the oven?
Poppy (to Margaux): Heh... He's baking quite nicely, honey... Ok, you're all set. How's that feel?
Margaux (to Poppy): Like I got stabbed in the side, but I'll live... Now, that we've got that unpleasantness out of the way. Would you like some tea, poptart? I think there's some chamomile in here... or at least there was the last time I was here.
Poppy (to Margaux): That would be lovely. Thank you. I'll just clean up this mess while you're doing that.
Professor Maladori: I've just been contracted to create a very intriguing something in the name of revenge. Revenge science. I think I shall enjoy this. It's almost enough to make me take the job pro bono. Not quite, but almost.
A little while later:
Percy (to Vincent): Hi there, loverboy... Having trouble with the Falcon?
Vincent (to Percy): Oh! Hello, Percy. She was listing a bit sternside when I ran her to Manchester today. I'm just checking her out. What brings you to our little slice of the universe, hun?
Percy (to Vincent): Errands mostly... Klaude needs some parts for an invention she's working on & I have been sent to hunt them down. Need any help with that, honey?
Vincent (to Percy): No... I think, I've almost... got... Ooch! OK. Never mind. I need help. If you could just unscrew this, I'd be grateful.
Percy (to Vincent): That shouldn't be too difficult to manage...
Vincent (to Percy): So what's up, hun? There's clearly something you want to say to me.
Percy (to Vincent): Oh... Poppy told me, about you two getting married, honey... Here you go.
Vincent (to Percy): Thank you. Poppy mentioned she told you. And you're OK with that? I mean, how do you feel about that, hun?
Percy (to Vincent): Well, at first, I was a seething mass of emotions, honey... Honestly, I was quite upset, but then I spoke to Emmett. And, with all the information laid out in front of me, it became very obvious that it was simply inevitable. Clearly, whatever made you attractive to me came from her and it would never have really worked between us. I'm not sure I can be excited for you or that you should invite me to the wedding, but I'm okay with it.
Vincent (to Percy): I understand, hun. I won't ask you to be excited about it, but if you decide you want to come, you're more than welcome.
Percy (to Vincent): You never know... And, if Wanda asks me to take her, I'll probably have to, but for right now, I'm still processing. But, I do thank you for the invitation. Have you set a date, honey?
Vincent (to Percy): No, not yet. My sister was suggesting we get married on this side before Victor is born. She said it would be VERY romantic.
Percy (to Vincent): Heehee, that's not at all surprising, honey. She did get married right before leaping into a firefight.
Vincent (to Percy): Hee hee. That is very true. Poor impulse control seems to run in the family.
Percy (to Vincent): Well, clearly it's not always a bad thing, honey... Look what you both got out of it.
Vincent (to Percy): No, I can't argue with the facts. Percy, I know we've had this conversation before, but I am very sorry I hurt you.
Percy (to Vincent): Thank you for that, honey... I should probably go before I say or do something to ruin this touching moment... Plus, it looks like the little missus is heading this way.
Poppy (to Percy): You don't have to go just because I'm here, Percy. (to Vincent) Welcome back from Manchester, honey. What did Mikey have to say? Did he miss me? :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Indeed. Mikey was all questions about my "pretty little companion" today. He only mentioned football six or seven hundred times... Percy has been kind enough to help me make some repairs to the Falcon.
Percy (to Vincent & Poppy): No, it's not that at all, honey. I just need to finish my errands for Klaude. I'll see you two lovebirds, later.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that was nice of Percy... So, the delivery went okay?
Vincent (to Percy): See you later, hun. Thanks again for your help. (to Poppy) It was. I suspect he was really here to talk about our impending marriage. The delivery went fine. Mikey is always easy.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, that's good... I think Margaux had a run in with Carver.
Vincent (to Poppy): WHAT? Oh good God! Is she OK?
Poppy (to Vincent): Thankfully, she got away, but he got her in the side with one of those fancy knives of his. I had to stitch her up.
Vincent (to Poppy): Shit. I suppose it was too much to hope he'd been blown up with Hiiri's ship. I hate to even suggest this, but Carver is terrifying, wild, and totes undisciplined. From what you've told me, he should have never been able to get anywhere near Margaux. It looks like CLANNG has been training the little horrorshow after all. Fat Christ! I was hoping your brother was kidding.
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, she was on assignment & was a bit shocked by his appearance. She wasn't expecting to run into a kid, so he got the drop on her. She was quite miffed about it... Well, once I had her stitched up & she had a glass of wine. I wish I could say I was surprised that Thaddeus snatched him up, but I'm not... How do you think he joined CLANNG?
Vincent (to Poppy): I'm guessing when they dispatched of Hiiri. Good God... The idea of a formally trained Carver is... guh!
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I was actually talking about Thaddeus... He got grabbed up by CLANNG when he was teenager.
Vincent (to Poppy): Really? Huh. I suppose that makes sense.
Poppy (to Vincent): Yeah, he got caught trying to steal a CLANNG airship.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ah. He was given the ol' "join us or loose a lot of blood" choice, I take it. I suppose they gave Carver the same option. For all his faults, I was damned lucky it was Alistair who introduced me to my profession.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I'm certainly glad of that, too.
