Day 54

[periphrasing]

[Usually when Peridot speaks up on the network, she's pretty perky and authoritative. NOT THIS TIME. HAHA.]

Ssssso... I don't want to cause a panic or anything, but there's not exactly an easy way for me to break this news to everyone, so I'm just going to come right out and say it:

I may have kind of, sort of... absolutely found proof in the Scribe's collections that the Summer Court is tracking us. And by the Summer Court, I mean specifically the Rose Queen and Ignatius and all their cronies from Portland are tracking us. And they know we have the Blue Rose.

....

Sorry.

...This is Peridot, by the way.

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[Mingle and threadjack as you please!]

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[osteothropy]

...Sure.

But I am in charge of protecting the carnival.

From outside and inside threats.

[You wanna go, punk?]

[kingsroads]

[ now it's Strange's turn to be like ??? ]

I know what your job is.

[osteothropy]

....

[look]

I'm implying that you're an inside threat. So, you know, you better watch it. That's what you should be taking away from this.

[kingsroads]

[ the problem here is that Strange can't really find much that Sans might interpret as 'vaguely threatening'. ]

Oh good Lord, is this in response to the 'you're not in charge of the Rose' thing? That's objective fact! You just said I need to petition the Ringmaster if I want to examine it! And if this is about the Mirror, I can't put any of my plans in action until we leave the library and get the damn thing! How are either of those threatening?

[ this conversation is getting intensely dumb and Strange is getting intensely frustrated. ]

[osteothropy]

You really don't hear any of the things you say, do ya?

[Sans hasn't got it in him to be frustrated, so much as faintly bewildered. But he's not so much threatened as stubborn against the idea of someone trying to go over his head.]

[kingsroads]

[ and now Strange is even more frustrated because yes! Of course he hears what he's saying! What the hell point is Sans trying to make? ]

This conversation is going nowhere.