[Event Post]

[bibeakerbabe]

BGM: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fc-txRrIpcs

::This is Vidya sitting in Ascendancy. With a laptop. Slightly pregnant, tapping and sipping on tea. She seems a bit listless.::

Comments

[bibeakerbabe]

I dunno. Polygamy to me indicates the wives don't get any say in it.

[foreverchilled]

That's not much of a difference, if it even is one.

He's the one who always brings them home, isn't he?

[bibeakerbabe]

Yes. Because my girl catching-fu is rather bad.

[foreverchilled]

::...Theresa decides to try and ignore that, though a blush does come across her annoyed face still.::

Have you ever told him 'no'? Did he respect your wishes?

[bibeakerbabe]

I haven't seen a reason to. And yes he has. If I say no, it means no, and it's an end of the road for him.

[foreverchilled]

I'll believe that when I see it.

[bibeakerbabe]

... I'm sorry, Theresa, that you're miserable. I wish I knew how to make you not be miserable.

::Sighs.::

[foreverchilled]

::Ow, right in the feelings.::

...no, I'm sorry... Vidya...

I knew... I shouldn't... have said anything...

...I'll just... leave you alone... now...

::Theresa gets up to go back to the house.::

[bibeakerbabe]

... Leaving would make me more upset.

[foreverchilled]

::Theresa looks at Vidya... a bit defeated, but also thankful at Vidya's continued patience and kindness. Still feeling awkward, Theresa does manage to sit down again, though she doesn't dare open her mouth first.::

[bibeakerbabe]

So would you like to get lunch, and what would you like? I'm probably going to have something that's ham or pork... I've had an awful craving for it.

[foreverchilled]

...a grilled chicken salad, please.

[bibeakerbabe]

::Has one of the people employed by Xi write it down.::

[foreverchilled]

::Theresa alternates between staring at Vidya and staring out the window. ...she wishes that Xi wouldn't make waitresses wear quite such revealing outfits, though. Theresa really thought Xi was better than (and indeed, beyond) doing that sort of thing. Sadly, it is clear that the girls do bring in some amount of business... even if Theresa wished that such people wouldn't intrude here.::

[bibeakerbabe]

... You seem bothered again.

[foreverchilled]

...I'm fine...

::Theresa isn't about to start up another argument right now.::

[bibeakerbabe]

... Have you thought of getting any sort of job? Laying in your room all day isn't healthy.

[foreverchilled]

...I know, but...

::Theresa balls up a bit at the idea of going outside of Ascendancy on a regular basis.::

...if... there was something I could do... around or in the house...

[bibeakerbabe]

... You could be my lab assistant and wear cool goggles.

[foreverchilled]

...do you think... I'd be helpful...?

::Theresa is a bit worried... on the other hand, it's a chance to spend a lot more time with Vidya...::

[bibeakerbabe]

At first? Not really. But practice makes perfect, they say.

[foreverchilled]

...well, if you don't think... I'll be a bother...

::That sounds like a 'yes'.::

[bibeakerbabe]

Then I'll find a fitting pair of labcoats and goggles for you.

[foreverchilled]

...alright.

::Theresa smiles... maybe finally she can be useful...::

::...and even not, at least she'll get to spend more time with Vidya~::