to say in consideration of having previous changes in my fashion for disguises. It wouldn’t make much sense now considering your previous preferences.”
..
“I believe this is a hung jury considering the lack of evidence to sustain any side.”
“Alright alright. Let’s not give her any ideas. We are getting off topic here if we go that route about the curses.”
He closed his eyes and then lets out a deep sigh
“Shedra, Although you have a history of altering your appearance. It is not much of a strong alibi in this case. Ironic of me
“But .. if you really changed your clothes. Why is it you are in the same blood stained dress?”
..
“Last we remember you hated having blood on your clothes.”
“This is not a time for humor, Shedra. That’s even a terrible joke even for me.”
He then looked at her clothes and then he felt a flash in his memory where Shedra was wearing that same white dress when the curses began and then now it’s stained in red
“Yes. I recall. You were wearing white.”
..
Descole looked at Shedra for a few moments as his mouth moved a little - his finger tapping a little and then he looked away
“I faintly remember seeing a white light but I assumed it was the brightness from the library lights.”
He then muttered a bit to himself
“I could’ve handle him myself.”
There is still beauty in the world.
“You both are definitely family. I’m laughing.”
He’s not. He’s not.
Descole pointed his finger subtly at Shedra as signal sending the message instead of asking of a 'what' but rather a 'who'
"Remember, You and Archer have been telling the girl that was here isn't actually Shedra."
Descole then looked down as he tries to remember what happened prior but his memories appear to be blank
(I’ll have to find more witnesses later then if Archer isn’t able to answer)
“Calm yourselves down.”
His tone low but loud enough to sound as if he’s not allowing any chance for violence
“Look. Neither me nor sparrow have a recollection of the raid of the manor. Only Archer was present throughout that time out of anyone in this room.”
“At this hour? I told you we aren’t getting food at this hour.”
when it comes to the timing of the raid and your arrival. We suspect something is off.”
..
“Floor is yours gentlemen.”
“Stand down, gentlemen.”
He did the hand gesture for Shedra to move forward and he adjusts his position on his chair - his back in a bit crunch and his are together as his eyes narrowed under the mask
“My dear, It seems that we are having .. a bit of trouble understanding your position
Descole looked at Sparrow for a moment and held his hand up to signal for him to standby
“Shedra. How nice of you to join us again.”
“So she ..”
He clenched his fists as his body starts to heat up and shaky - he then took a deep breath and then slammed his fist onto the desk
“Nevermind that. It could be likely so. But then .. “
Descole groaned and shook his head
“Sycamore is going to have fun making fun of me for this.”
“As in overwhelmingly sweet? And her demeanor ..”
He looked seems to dwell into his memories - compare and contrast differences he’s starting to notice
“I can’t .. pinpoint much of a difference.”
“Precisely.”
He then flicked the bottle again and then narrow his eyes a little
“When I bit her, the taste was even different. Very .. interesting to say the least. Surely, if you got close to her would’ve been able to smell something off from her or her demeanor.”
“It’s a sample of her blood. Not much but a small amount I was able to get. It appears that it’s .. thin. Thinner than usual does it not?”
He places the bottle down on the desk
“Look closer enough you see particles in there maybe.”
(Hngh.. stop with the smirk stop with the smirk.)
“Well given that .. I have started to notice some loop holes in her claims and I have . .”
He smiled widely
“I am leading to the conclusion that she had been lying to us about what’s really going on because . .”
He pulls out a small bottle
He said that last part pretty quickly
(GAH. I said it I said it.)
He took a deep breath as his body seemed relaxed
(I can’t believe I’m going to admit this.)
“Well considering your recent .. observations and constant begging to look into them.”
Descole starts to smile awkwardly and then lays his hands flat on the desk
“I think I am starting to see them too”
Even at my own expense, Archer! But did any of you bother to help? No! Everyone just wants to argue with me as of lately and tell me that I am wrong for this! Almost everything I do is wrong around here huh?!”
He’s still convinced he’s right about a few things and even that his plans could’ve work
“Well maybe I could get my work done faster if you didn’t spend as much time trying to argue with me about my plans or trying to add more because you think something is off in here still!l”
He then lets out a ‘tsk’ noise as he clenched his teeth
“I am doing what is needed for us!
(Did he just - DID HE JUST—)
He growled and snapped back at Archer but his stance is a bit off since he bent his knees a little - not even clenched fist would be convincing
His voice then is raised to match that energy despite him feeling burned out
“Complicated? Have you been talking to Sparrow again, Archer? I swear I have been hearing a lot of chit-chatter from you two lately.”
He then runs a hand through his hair and clenched his teeth
“Even Ran has been noticing.”
“After recent feedback ..”
He then sighs and looked at the note on his desk and groaned feeling embarrassed as he can’t believe he’s going to say this
(I can’t believe I’m going to say this.)
“ @archerhues.bsky.social @ourbrokenpromise.bsky.social . Come inside. We have something to discuss.”
Descole seems unconvinced it was just ‘dinner being ready’ but he decides to continue with this topic
“If it really is ready why are you hiding from me? Normally you’re upfront when dinner is ready.”
“Archer. That is not even a convincing hiding spot and more like you pulled an excuse for me not to notice what you are doing.”
He tapped his finger his arm as he isn’t convinced
“Now tell me why you’re actually here.”
His ears twitched as he heard the frantic footsteps. He then goes to follow the sound and by the time he sees how Archer is hiding - he looks to be so unimpressed.
“Really? Really, Archer?”
He paused mid seconds before he was going to speak - he then turns around to where he heard that sneeze
“Hm?”
Descole then crossed his arms and shook his head.
“Now don’t tell me Raymond had someone watch me .. I can take care of myself.”
He muttered as he went to find the source