WEST COAST SMOKER ; weekly task, fighting lessons

[Margaery]

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Genevieve’s arrival certainly had thrown a wrench in things, hadn’t it?

She could sense Suiteheart’s rising tension, could feel Aerona attempting to claw her way to the surface and once more be reunited with her, with her partner in crime. As awful as it was of her to do so, Genevieve had decided to not relinquish control until Aerona made what certainly would be her stunning debut within the Ascendants. The other girl was murderous, terrible, and self centered but she also served as the closest thing to a friend that Margaery- no, Genevieve had ever had. Was she really being selfish if all she wanted was someone who understood her back? She didn’t think so, but then again, her view on the world was skewed terribly. Then again, Margaery was silent on the matter, her protests and wails practically nonexistent anymore. Either she had given up or realized that perhaps she had wronged Genevieve to some degree.

Either way, Genevieve wasn’t complaining.

But right, back to the task at hand: making Suiteheart as uncomfortable as possible. It wasn’t a necessarily difficult task but at the same time, it wasn’t very easy either. Sometimes she’d succeed in unnerving her wife and other times, she simply ignored her. Hopefully, the former would occur today. She needed to weaken Suite enough to allow Aerona a fleeting chance at conscious freedom. Simple enough if she wielded her classic Genevieve charm which, reflecting upon it, wasn’t charm at all.

[color=#b14767]”Hello, darlings,” She bummed upon arrival, an unfeeling smirk twisting her chocolate hued lips, [color=#b14767]”Fighting lessons? How terribly bland. Then again, we do live among a bunch of violence-hating pacifists, don’t we?” There was a pause as she contemplated those who were present, scouring Margaery’s memories for a basic understanding of them. [color=#b14767]”I suppose I’ll just sit this one out, I’m too good of a fighter to be coached by someone like Suiteheart.”