Dammit, robots!

[notvitiligo]

[Well, this is... weird. Having a head that isn't squishy and skull-shaped and covered in hair is bad enough, but the light source inside feels strangely warm. Possibly the heat from the pumpkin hot chocolate is sticking around, which is at least convenient with the cooling weather. Still, annoying.

[But Jessica isn't one to let the Gardens' embarrassing cosmetic bullshit get in her way, so she's resolutely keeping to her routine. It has to wear off eventually, right?

[(Definitely lodging a complaint with the management of the cafe, though.)]

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[notvitiligo]

Cool. Just making sure.

[Most people would consider causing the death of your boss to be quitting. Or at least quitting your underling position, in cases of promotion via assassination.]

Doesn't really sound like a fun job. Or one with a whole lot of promotion opportunities.

[histrionic]

I could destroy it, perhaps. I wonder if the Queen would simply rebuild it all.

[It's worth considering, though she doesn't really want to do that. Probably.]

It was not. I was to have my own soul taken from me after I finished my appointed work.

[Why is she talking about this? It's all over. Although it isn't, really. She's still here. She hasn't died. And Jessica, also, doesn't seem as put off as she would have expected. She expects and wants people to be pushed away.]

[notvitiligo]

[Jessica has lost most of her fucks, and therefore is very stingy with the remaining ones. Also Kuja is interesting. And might be funny again! :V]

Probably. Well, assuming she's the one in charge. It'll get rebuilt, I'm sure. I'd still appreciate it if you didn't destroy everything; it might reveal something, but there's enough people that actually like it here that I wouldn't want to mess things up for them.

Good thing you got out of that, then. Well, I assume. I'm given to understand that losing one's soul isn't a good thing.