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Characters: Sette Frummagem and anybody who's getting tied to her.
Date: During the Valentine's day event.
Summary: Sette is getting increasingly exasperated by the Queen's apparent efforts to force her to make friends.
Warnings: Sette may say some foul things. Also Deimonia is liable to try and spook her.

This wasn't the first time Sette got yanked around by the Garden's event. The first time was with Fionna, but she'd hardly had a chance to lay her head down before she was yanked away again, dragged physically towards the next person, fighting and cursing the whole way.

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"Nope." She giggles at the jab. "I don't know enough about your Da's pimpingness or your own to judge myself. I'm askin' what you think about it."

"Well you better believe I'm up for it!" Sette said. "Me Da's already trustin' me to be his arm way out across the continent, after all!"

"Hehe." She grins. "That's better! Your Da must be real proud of you."

She nods vigorously. "Sure is! He can't say it, what with his position an' all he can't afford keepin' favorites - but I can tell! He knows I'm gonna take over the business and do it proud!"

"Remember to take a break now and again. All work and no play makes Sette a dull pimp!" And she ruffles that rat's nest Sette would claim to be hair.

Sette fights off the ruffling hand with a sullen "Gerroff," and adds that "I'm more a thief anyway."

OK she was only vaguely aware of what went on on that side of her Da's business.

Excellen was probably somewhat content with Sette being oblivious to that part of the business. Maybe in a year or two she would use it as a source of teasing, but even she had something vaguely resembling what very generous people would call standards.

"Of course. The dastardly, fiendish rogue feared throughout. I'll be disappointed if I have anything left in my pockets after this conversation."

...She had nothing in her pockets to begin with.

"If ya do it's cuz I didn't think it was worth taking."

Gotta defend her thieving honor.

"Oooh, snap." Alright, that was pretty clever. The girl is fast on her feet and her...brain(?). "You put me in my place."

"Damn straight I did!"

She yawns. She can't help it, she's tired, dammit!

The little pimpmaster thief lord is so ADORABLE. Excellen reaches over to ruffle her hair.

"Looks like someone's had a bit too much excitement today."

Sette crankily fought off the ruffling hand. "Quit it!" she snapped. She hated when people did that, and she was feeling extra cranky tonight.

"Hey, let's go take a nap! We're stuck together anywho, right?"

"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't ya?"

The big yawn she made right after that betrayed her, though. A nap sounded really good right now.

She took advantage of the rare moment of extreme weakness by reaching over intending to hug and scoop up Sette.

Sette, naturally, kicked and squirmed, trying to get away. "Oy, the hell's the big idea?"

She carried Sette the slight distance to a tree, which Excellen plopped onto the ground and leaned against, still holding Sette.

"Tell me more about your dad."

Sette stopped fighting when Excellen dropped them down, other than sleepily muttering "warn me next time."

"What's more to say?" she said as she rested against the older woman. "He built the business up from scratch, started with just a pub, an' now every piece of action in Hanghorse and beyond owes him some fealty."

"I know he's an entrepreneur and all, but.." She pokes Sette in the temple. "What about him and you?"

Sette grimaced in annoyance at that poke. "What about us? I'm his heir, his only legitimate kid. He's got some bastard sloughing off here 'an there, but they ain't gonna amount to nothin'."

"Weeell, what about things you two do together? He must love his dastardly little handsome rogue!"

Edited 2012-04-06 01:11 (UTC)

"Sure does," Sette said. "We run all sortsa scams, him an' me. Thick as--" a yawn, "--thick as thieves."

It was a lie, but one so well-practiced that she almost believed it herself.

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