Private Conversations

[dominioned]

The confessional before you is ornate and well maintained, ebony colored wood embellished with the visage of two angels. A jet black curtain separates the confessional from the rest of the Church, offering a surprising degree of privacy to any eavesdroppers nearby. Unlike the rest of Krakow, the inside is dimly lit by a small light bulb securely attached to the ceiling which emits a faint red light. While the atmosphere isn't exactly cozy, it is private.

A smooth voice calls out to you once you've sat down, familiar enough to identify the speaker despite the partition between you.

"Welcome welcome. I take it something is on your mind?"

We're in a museum now, Harry.

Comments

[deadlygoals]

It's sweet and a little tart.

[ Also it's based off the fruit that eats you back nomnom ]

I didn't think it would be. Did you skip out on exploring?

[dominioned]

I see, so that's what you think my taste is. [ Well sure, he pops into his mouth. And right after he sticks out his tongue, one eye closed. ]

The quality could be better. [ A shake of his head. ] What makes you think I did?

[deadlygoals]

[ Snickering. ]

I actually think you might enjoy the berry or the orange one.

[ He just picked the pineapple just for. ]

It would make sense to explore all that you can in the area to see what you can use. It sounds like it would be a pretty interesting place to see.

[dominioned]

Doubtful. [ Yeah he's just going to swallow the rest of the candy whole. ]

I surveyed this city thoroughly, yes. But if it was easy as asking me for a map, I would be out of a job.

[deadlygoals]

[ you know there's a joke here to be made ]

Maybe we can take a stroll sometime if you don't mind. Show me some of the sights.

[ Like the salt mine or any where else. ]

[dominioned]

[ There goes the wrapper, sailing neatly into the nearby garbage can. Probably a joke to be made there too. ]

Ah, have I been downgraded from assistant to tour guide? I don't mind, but I fail to see what's in it for me.

[deadlygoals]

My company isn't good enough? [ His tone doesn't change. Just going to reach over to grab a lemon candy to eat. ]

What would make it worth your time?

[dominioned]

I am terribly sorry to inform you that it isn't. Even if it was, I don't like playing favorites. [ So he says but hey no one's called him out for his actions yet. ]

First let's clarify what you wish to receive from this exchange. A tour of the salt mines, a map of its layout, or my absence for a prescribed period?

[ The last time someone invited him out, things sure did happen. ]

[deadlygoals]

My, it seems someone has tried to play with you before. A tour of the salt mines is all I'm curious about. I've been itching for a change of pace from the usual darkness and fog.

[dominioned]

Seems? There's no need to pretend you don't know. [ Whether he's fishing or actually confident, his delivery is the same. ]

But you're more than aware that it's impossible for you to pass through the fog.

[deadlygoals]

I wasn't part of any such designs. I did tell you that the members of this group do whatever is useful for themselves at the time.

[ This is said around the hard candy in his mouth. ]

That is true. It's not impossible for you, though. Which is the other reason I'm asking for a tour guide.

[dominioned]

You did, but I can't imagine they kept that whole excursion to themselves.

[ He looks to Dazai as if wondering why he doesn't just bite down, but opts to say nothing on that subject. ]

Oh, so you think it is within my power to afford you protection from the elements?