#I also apologize about him awraxa

[inavagrant-a]

Signora sighs, rubbing her temples in annoyance at the presence of her fellow harbinger.

"What do you want now, Scaramouche?"

She asks, blue eyes narrowed and full of pure irritation. Depending on what he said, she would probably end up attempting to freeze him into an ice statue...key word is attempt.

(Hope you don't mind me just yeeting Signora immediately! X'D)

He wants to laugh over how predictable her response is to him by the mere presence of him. All he did was walk into the lounge and she’s already baring her fangs at him. Tch, typical. “Temper, temper Signora.” He scolds with a shake of his head as he walks over to one of the couches and takes a seat for himself, a fair distance away from the Fair Lady. “This is open for all of us harbingers, not just you.” Aside from being her superior, claiming the whole lounge for herself is rather bold of her. It seems, like him, she too has been given a break.

The sixth harbinger removes his rather infamous signature hat and sets it to rest by his side, bringing his legs up to rest them on the coffee table before him, crossing one leg over the other, arms resting over the couch he’s claimed for himself.

He won’t deny that her powers of observation serve her well, she got right to the bud of it and asked what he wanted from her. Then again, in that sense the Balladeer is also rather predictable. Like his peers don’t take to him, he also does not take to them and only ever truly bothers to approach any of them if it’s an order, necessary, or he wants something. Scaramouche rests his head back against the couch, closing his eyes to allow himself some sense of rest while it lasts as well. A rest, in fact, he doesn’t need nor want.

“Aside from kissing the Tsaritsa’s ass all the time, what exactly do you do for fun Signora?” He inquires without moving from his current position, nor gracing her with his gaze for the time being. He allows a pause to settle before continuing. “I thought since you and I will be sent to Inazuma, how about we discuss that over a dinner in a pleasant dining hm?” He opens his eyes and looks in her direction.

“To avoid meaningless arguments when we get there.” The truth is he wants to know what the roles are here. In his meeting with The Jester not once did he mention to Scaramouche that he was to bring the gnosis to her excellency and was instead given different orders. Not wanting to rouse too much attention to himself Scaramouche didn’t argue nor ask with the orders that were relayed to him. Instead deciding that he would do some digging on his own from his alleged partner in crime.

“I’ll pay,” he adds, “what do you say?”

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