Current mood:

weird

Tauntage
Okay, time to complete the switch...

Adam: Now it's MY turn to be evil! XD


(Concept Space, interior. The Authoress is at the Computer, playing Tetris. She's so absorbed in the game that she doesn't seem to hear a single insult that Dives is currently hurling at her.)

Dives (absolutely furious): Bruja! (Witch) Cabra! (Goat)

Adam (walking in with a bunch of envelopes in his hand): Tsk tsk, such language. If the Authoress were listening, she's wash your mouth out with soap.

Dives (glaring daggers): Then I'd bite her *bleeping* fingers off.

Adam (smirking): Yes, that's the spirit. The more you resist her, the more fun it'll be to break you.

(Dives is about to retort with some even more colorful words when the Authoress waves a hand at him, causing his mouth to zip shut.)

*not bothering to look* Where's the mail I told you to get?

Adam (somewhat annoyed): It's just the same old junk mail. (starts sorting through) Credit card offer, free coupons, magazines... (raises eyebrow) Hello, what's this?

*still not looking* What's what?

Adam: Fancy-schmancy little envelop from Shinra Corp. (sniffs it, frowns) Ick, they put perfume on it, too. (opens it, smirks) Oh, how very interesting indeed.

(Now the Authoress pauses the game and looks up.)

*smiling slightly* The next part of the plan has fallen into place, then?

Adam (grinning widely): Yup. "Rufus Shinra and Roisin Lieselotte cordially invite you to their wedding." (reads on, grins even wider) My, he sure is in a hurry!

(At this, Dives' eyes widen slightly, and the Authoress catches this. She unzips his mouth.)

You look surprised, Dives.

Dives (slightly forced calm): Of course. Didn't think anyone wanted that little whore.

*shrugs* Stranger things have happened.

Adam (waving the envelope): Want me to RSVP this for ya, Authoress?

*turning back to the computer* Sure. Give Roisin my regards, too.

Adam (wolfishly): I'd love to.

(A flicker of...well, something flashes across Dives' face as Adam vanishes from view. The Authoress looks at Dives expectantly, as if waiting for something. This obviuosly gets on Dives' nerves.)

Dives (sourly): What the hell do you want?

Honestly? I'm... *smiles* not sure yet.

(This throws Dives off a little, but he quickly recovers.)

Dives (suspicious): This isn't part of some convoluted plot of yours?

It was a whim, mostly.

(Now the Authoress' look is much more intense and focused. Dives does NOT like this one bit.)

Your...previous owner insists that there isn't one bit of you worth saving. But I'm an optimist. Besides...

Dives (even more suspicious): "Besides"?

(The Authoress breaks her gaze, lost in thought.

*shakes head* Never mind. If you ever knew anything about [The Experiment], you certainly wouldn't remember it now. *smiles* Just thank me later.

Dives (scowling): And why the *bleep* would I ever thank you?

*turning back to the computer* You'll find out. *aside* I hope.

---

Shinra Corporation Headquarters, Top Floor. One of Rufus' private rooms has been hastily converted into an all-purpose living area for Roisin.

Roisin: *sighs*

Adam (appearing behind her): Despite having had a baby, you still have a very sexy butt.

Any other woman probably would have screamed in terror and surprise, but Roisin's used to this kind of stuff.

Roisin (the epitome of calm): You didn't just come here to admire my rear end, did you, sir, whoever you are?

She reaches into her pocket, and gets a little bit shaken up when she can't find the panic button.

Adam (holding up said button): Come, now, Roisin, I'm just bringing some helpful advice from the Authoress. That's hardly worth alerting the whole building over, is it?

Roisin (raised eyebrow): "The Authoress"...? (nods) Oh, yes, that's what Dot likes to call herself, isn't it? (looks Adam up and down) She certainly keeps an interesting collection of characters around.

Adam (smirks): Interesting doesn't even begin to describe things.

And then, to Roisin's surprise, Adam returns the button to her.

Adam: Now that we've established I'm not here to inflict unspeakable horror on you, I'm going to sit down.

He walks over to the sofa and flops onto it with a loud "whump".

Roisin (staring at the button): So, what encouraging words does Miss Warner have for me now?

Adam (imitating Dot): "Don't be so quick to say no. It'll take a while, but he'll make a good husband, as well as a wonderul father."

Roisin (with a touch of bitterness): Does she mean Rufus or Dives?

Adam (somewhat impressed): Figured it out, hm?

Roisin (distastefully): Dives used to play a little game that involved making me choose the fates of his victims. In veiled language he would tell me which one I should pick so that he wouldn't have to punish me for making the "wrong" decision.

Adam: Oh? Was this before or after he went and sold his soul?

Roisin (somewhat angrily): What difference does it make?

Adam (shrugs): I guess it doesn't. (cocks his head and smirks) But for one reason or another the Authoress seems to think that Dives has suffered much more than you did.

Roisin (incredulous): What?

Adam (nods): Yeah, unbelievable, isn't it?

Roisin (indignant): How could she...

Adam (shrugs again): Who knows what goes through that messed-up noodle of hers?

But before Roisin can weigh in on her opinion of Dot's mental health, Adam is gone, leaving only a depression in the sofa where he had been sitting.

Roisin (mutters, eyes beginning to water): How could she...


Somehow, I still feel like Roisin had the choice to walk away during the entire time that Dives was Evil.

(Or, at least, more of a choice than Dives had with Nemesis.)

Yeah, I'm weird like that.