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[knightley-gambit]

[ *> Ah. the chisel. ]

[ *> Simeon liked to plan ahead, even if Horace couldn’t tell what he was planning (most of the time, evident by his stacking losses against the man..) Horace still knew that every little thing meant something. ]

” where’d you get that from? what, the chisel? ”

[ *> Even if Horace had no clue as to why she was so freaked out by the chisel, Simeon gave it to Horace for something. for what? that he couldn’t quite piece together yet.. ]

((giggling. since I have a Patricia Roland / Fifi laguarde ask blog... wondering what would've happened if she missed or didn't have ammo?))

"Knightley, dear... do you mind speaking to me privately for a moment?"

She looked particularly nervous today. Perhaps there was an issue at the prison?

-- Fifi Laguarde <3 (@foxes-and-criminals)

[ *> Horace was looking around for something when she called for him, it had to have been something small as he was looking around under his desk right then. Maybe a certain sheet of paper? ]

[ *> he lifted his head and.. immediately bumped it on the underside of the table! ouch.. ]

“tsk— huh? Oh, yeah sure, what for?”