Ruler PC Catchall

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[she steps inside, and then turns to him.]

I need your help making a calling card for Nirrti.

[improbablenotimpossible]

A calling...?

[He cuts himself off]

Are you certain?

[The man quietly asked, closing the door so no one can overhear them, this is a conversation best down privately]

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I've never been more certain in my life.

I don't care what happens, I have to. The only thing I'm missing is the wording-- I never wrote them. But I want her to hesitate, if even for one second, at the fear that I'll steal her heart.

[improbablenotimpossible]

As an adult - and a friend, I want to advise you against this. But also, I understand why you want to.

[He gestures over to the desk]

Let's make this an effective card.

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... If you did, I would just walk out and write it myself.

It'd lack the usual elegance of a Phantom Thieves calling card, but I'd live with it.

It needs to be addressed to her. To outline her sins. And to let her know we're going to steal her heart's treasure.

I don't know how effective it's going to be, since we haven't been inside her palace, but damn it I'm not going to let that stop us! This world obviously doesn't follow the rules we had back home anyway!

Akira... [her breath hitches] Ryuji...

... Fuck.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His hand touches her shoulder, as her breath hitches]

Take your time.

[Other people are better at this kind of thing, he squeeze her shoulder lightly in an attempt at a comforting gesture]

I can write it for you, if you would like.

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... Thank you.

Watanuki told me that she didn't want to use her own face.

[she rubs her eyes.]

I don't know what that means for her treasure b-but it probably says something about her Palace. We can bullshit it somehow...

[improbablenotimpossible]

Hiding one's face is to hide yourself - from others... or in case, perhaps herself, or her past.

I think we should keep a little vague, let her fill in the details herself.

[He pulls out one of the several dozen notebooks stacked on the desk, flipping to a blank page, pencil in hand]

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Okay. Maybe start by talking about the-- hmm... What's the word. Indignities? Of what she's done?

[improbablenotimpossible]

Or affront, or outrage... though atrocity seems to fit her brand of cruelty better.

[He starts something]

'Your atrocities and indignities that you forced upon without remorse or care...'

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[normally, she'd say something encouraging, or smile at that.

but this time, she just nods slowly.]

Something like that, yes.

"Your atrocities and indignities that you forced upon us without remorse or care. Your arrogance is only matched by your cruelty."

[she says slowly, giving weight to each word.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He writes it down, repeating it to her to make sure they like how it reads out loud]

Perhaps change 'Your' to 'The', but that depends on how you want it to read.

[While his normal handwriting is quick, brisk print, he also writes a few words in a more formal font, clear and legible]

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... Either works.

But at the end, she needs to know... she will confess all of her sins before everyone.