*Is sitting in a chair with a dozen report PADDs all around. Dinner is covered up so it'll still be hot on the table. Yawns.* Hi cher. How'd the thing go?
"I took all the reports you have to do to the room for you. Same arragnement as last time. I'm taking care of the boring ones. -Kuntel P.S. Dinners ready."
Maria: *Yawns.* Okay... you should go talk with your dad as soon as you can. I say this, because I am retiring as well... good night, dear... *She walks off.*
Maria: Only way to find out is to talk to him... and, as my husband so gladly pointed out, preferably before you're... encumbered with new life. Adolf: Pregnant as a b*tch with a litter. *Maria's jaw drops.* Maria: OTTO ADOLF VON HABSBURG, WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!? Adolf: Uhm... Maria: I think it's time for you to retire,…
Adolf: Don't tell me you're already pregnant!? Maria: Adolf! You are making the poor girl uncomfortable! Adolf: I'm just- Maria: Was there rum in those sodas? Adolf: Possibly... Maria: Why did I marry an alcoholic?
*He relaxes and breathes in deeply. Maria puts a hand on his shoulder, also settling him down.* Adolf: Well then... I assume no one was injured severly?
Adolf: We have been introduced to your 3D chess but... it does not have the same nail-and-tooth feel... Maria: He means he can't pretend the pieces are actual soilders. Adolf: Put in a way that makes me sound immature... *He smiles at his wife, then turns to Jade.* Adolf: Did you wish to tell us something, Prinzessin?
*Maria and the Kaiser are playing chess.* Adolf: Check. *Maria moves a piece.* Maria: Checkmate. *Adolf frowns and looks at then board, then smiles and laughs.*
*The body is locked rigid, the eyes alternating between looks of fear, anger, desperation, and, finally, victory...* *** *The battle seems to go on for ages, Rose and I fighting Daemron as much as we can, but seemingly getting no where. Then he makes a mistake. Finally overpowers Daemron, and banishes him from his mind…
OOC: I swear, I have deja vu every time you say that, shadow... Both of you! Daemrin: I WILL NOT HAVE YOU RUIN MY .PLANS AGAIN, MORTAL! Me: SHUT THE F*CK UP! *A mental war is not exciting to watch... but Rose feels herself getting pulled in, the maelstrom of thoughts like a tornado.*
OOC:... Why do I think this thing with Rose could quickly become an affair?:P *Blinks.* Okay... I guess I'll- *Eyes widen and one turns red, the other stays grey. The body locks into a contraction, two minds now warring for control.* **** Daemron: Ha! There is in no way he can find me! *This is when I find him.* Me: What…
*Looks down at her hands, confused.* Wh-what are you talking about cher? *** Daemron: Even when you think you're smart, you mortals make such foul mistakes.
*An overbearing force enters her mind.* Daemron: I have taken your power, weakling, and you will die... do not interferes with my plans for domination.