bluescreenwhitedragon | IC Inbox [2]

[Weird. No one is coming in.]

[Sticks his head out]

[Well she's upside down. The last couple of scratches were toe claws. There's some sort of gift basket thing with three bottles clutched to her chest, though it looks like at least one of the bottles might slip out at any moment, and her other arm is stretched out hanging on to a fourth –– expert sleuthing might deduce that bottle slipped out, she managed to catch it, but now she's stuck in this position.]

Hey. Grab these before they fall.

[Give him a second to understand what's going on here.

Okay. Done. He reaches to grab the basket and bring it in to safety. The bottles too if they are not in the basket.]

I could have sent an escort.

[She pulls herself in after and nearly trips, because that fourth bottle is a little depleted and she's drunk. Again. Which is maybe a problem, but then again, who's to say what is a healthy coping mechanism is in torture hell?]

Pff, whatever, I've got something important––I got it at a game. The game. The one we just had.

[How often has he seen Kohime trip?

Practically never.

And he reaches to take the fourth bottle as well.]

Was there a game? I was preoccupied.

Yeah. Paloma. And she brought me something.

[Rifles through her jacket to pull out a little envelope of ~secrets~.]

[Looks at the envelope and that back at Kohime.

With two fingers, he makes a motion that brings a chair over so Kohime can climb it if he wants to. Or sit. Her preference.]

She pulled something behind the scenes, I take it.

I asked Ruby.

[She hesitates –– then holds it out to him.]

[Takes it]

Have you looked at it yet?

No.

I see.

[And since he really doesn't know what to say to that, he takes out a knife and uses it like a letter opener to slice open the envelope.]

[ inside is a note written in sparkly gel pen. ]

Koko!

I hope you're doing okay! Have you been eating properly? Getting enough exercise? Are you getting along with avante well? What about the new BARiTONES? You're not going to read this until Lola's already gone, so I guess it's kind of pointless to ask, but if you're having any trouble you should write me a letter and let me know! 💖

Anyway, here's the thing you asked for. There's some stuff that I think is like literally impossible for mortals and non-demons to comprehend even if it's translated, but I tried my best! The part actually relevant to you should be readable, at least.

With Luna's blessings,
Divine Dragon Luna Ruby💖Sour Kir💖Royale BARiTONES, Goddess of Love and Justice and Matriarch of the Moonlit Kingdom

P.S. I'm pretty sure those grody demons realized I was up to something so I've gotta lay low for awhile or they'll increase security or something stupid

P.S.S. I love you! 💖

[ Behind that is a larger folded sheet of paper.

It is still written in gel pen. ]

[Give him a few to scan the majority of this. Pink gel pen plus Hell text is a trip.]

There's a letter from Ruby.

And what she was able to transcribe from your contract, though it's not in it's entirety.

Do you want to be sober for this?

[He says as he's already pulling a chair over with FiN powers so she can do the cat equivalent of sit down. Perch. Whatever you want to call it.]

Definitely not.

[She just sits on the floor but clutches the chair, pricking it with her claws.]

Right. Well Ruby sends their regards. And says write them a letter if you need to talk. Though they'll be staying on the downlow for a while just in case anyone is suspicious about what they were up to.

[He hands Kohime the letter from Ruby]

I'll let you read the rest of it on your own time.

[She takes it –– and squints at all the glitter.]

Ugh. . . yeah, okay, I need to be sober for that much. . . everything.

[She folds up Ruby's letter and puts it away.]

Well, then I'll get straight to the bad news.

Regarding termination of the contract.

"I agree that this contract cannot be terminated. In the event that this contract is made null and void, Princess of BARiTONES' soul will be taken as compensation."

I don't. . . I don't get it.

[She starts anxiously kneading the chair, her claws audibly pricking the fabric.]

How do you null and void a contract?

The most unlikely scenario is that she asks for it to be nulled voluntarily. More likely is she either fails to appease her employers or she dies.

There's nothing else in here regarding what happens if she is terminated.

Terminated. . . as in killed?

That's one possibility. The other is she goes back to being a Damned. Loses enough of herself to not be able to function possibly.

Isn't that just a null and void again?

Yes. Exactly.

I suppose phrased another way - the only way they don't get your soul is if she remains a host.

And I don't know what "a taken soul" means in this instance.

[Her expression twists and she huddles up, tucking her tail close around herself.

After a moment, she fumbles out her phone, tapping away at it a moment before she sniffs and sets it aside.]

. . .Can she do it by herself? Like, I don't know. . . if she gets mad, or something?

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