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" Necromancy ? Goodness me. Far too messy indeed. Besides, if I needed a teacher, one is sitting right in front of me. " lips curled into a small smirk. " I'd reward you handsomely, of course. "
He was jesting. He didn't have that kind of free time, but he was fishing for a reaction.
He was jesting. He didn't have that kind of free time, but he was fishing for a reaction.
February 1, 2026 at 9:45 AM
" Necromancy ? Goodness me. Far too messy indeed. Besides, if I needed a teacher, one is sitting right in front of me. " lips curled into a small smirk. " I'd reward you handsomely, of course. "
He was jesting. He didn't have that kind of free time, but he was fishing for a reaction.
He was jesting. He didn't have that kind of free time, but he was fishing for a reaction.
splurge in meaningless nonsense, whenever his check arrived. Just thinking about it gave him a headache, really.
Pantalone watched as Dottore balanced between the air and the cold, hard floor. Playing with fire, as usual. Would he fall, or would he save himself some face on that fine morning ? +
Pantalone watched as Dottore balanced between the air and the cold, hard floor. Playing with fire, as usual. Would he fall, or would he save himself some face on that fine morning ? +
February 1, 2026 at 9:45 AM
splurge in meaningless nonsense, whenever his check arrived. Just thinking about it gave him a headache, really.
Pantalone watched as Dottore balanced between the air and the cold, hard floor. Playing with fire, as usual. Would he fall, or would he save himself some face on that fine morning ? +
Pantalone watched as Dottore balanced between the air and the cold, hard floor. Playing with fire, as usual. Would he fall, or would he save himself some face on that fine morning ? +
*/ Doesn't crash and doesn't shadowban you 24/7. Those were major reasons for me to flee here. Assuming you came from Twitter ofc.
January 31, 2026 at 10:43 PM
*/ Doesn't crash and doesn't shadowban you 24/7. Those were major reasons for me to flee here. Assuming you came from Twitter ofc.
be able to read your notes. " he half-teased, falling silent as Dottore reported the latest results he'd received.
" Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that. And no casualties. Excellent work, 我的好友 ——— "
" Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that. And no casualties. Excellent work, 我的好友 ——— "
January 31, 2026 at 8:12 PM
be able to read your notes. " he half-teased, falling silent as Dottore reported the latest results he'd received.
" Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that. And no casualties. Excellent work, 我的好友 ——— "
" Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that. And no casualties. Excellent work, 我的好友 ——— "
undeserved. Dottore had a brilliant mind. With Pantalone's funds, he was destined to create something ground-breaking. He was just ... difficult to work with.
That was fine. Pantalone was patient.
He nodded in understanding. " If I wasn't so busy, I would've taught myself enough Sumerian to +
That was fine. Pantalone was patient.
He nodded in understanding. " If I wasn't so busy, I would've taught myself enough Sumerian to +
January 31, 2026 at 8:12 PM
undeserved. Dottore had a brilliant mind. With Pantalone's funds, he was destined to create something ground-breaking. He was just ... difficult to work with.
That was fine. Pantalone was patient.
He nodded in understanding. " If I wasn't so busy, I would've taught myself enough Sumerian to +
That was fine. Pantalone was patient.
He nodded in understanding. " If I wasn't so busy, I would've taught myself enough Sumerian to +
his goals. Words that sounded like genuine praise, but were merely what another wanted to hear. Stroking one's ego always did the trick. And Dottore wasn't immune to flattery and recognition either.
Or at least, that was what Pantalone assumed.
Though in this case, his praise wasn't entirely +
Or at least, that was what Pantalone assumed.
Though in this case, his praise wasn't entirely +
January 31, 2026 at 8:12 PM
his goals. Words that sounded like genuine praise, but were merely what another wanted to hear. Stroking one's ego always did the trick. And Dottore wasn't immune to flattery and recognition either.
Or at least, that was what Pantalone assumed.
Though in this case, his praise wasn't entirely +
Or at least, that was what Pantalone assumed.
Though in this case, his praise wasn't entirely +
ask for ? You know how invested I am in your work, mm ? " another saccharine smile, as false as ever. Never reaching those bright blue eyes of his.
January 31, 2026 at 6:23 PM
ask for ? You know how invested I am in your work, mm ? " another saccharine smile, as false as ever. Never reaching those bright blue eyes of his.
But all the Mora in the world couldn't guarantee his safety, if he seriously pissed Dottore off. He wasn't appointed Second for no reason and Pantalone was smart enough to pick his battles carefully.
" Hardly answers, 亲爱的 ——— Merely whatever progress you've made lately. Is that too much to +
" Hardly answers, 亲爱的 ——— Merely whatever progress you've made lately. Is that too much to +
January 31, 2026 at 6:23 PM
But all the Mora in the world couldn't guarantee his safety, if he seriously pissed Dottore off. He wasn't appointed Second for no reason and Pantalone was smart enough to pick his battles carefully.
" Hardly answers, 亲爱的 ——— Merely whatever progress you've made lately. Is that too much to +
" Hardly answers, 亲爱的 ——— Merely whatever progress you've made lately. Is that too much to +
he knew he had 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 leverage. Probably not enough to make Dottore answer to his beck and call, but that could be worked on.
𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴.
Arms folded in front of his chest, gaze studying Dottore's mask. He often wondered what laid underneath and his curiosity was evident. +
𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴.
Arms folded in front of his chest, gaze studying Dottore's mask. He often wondered what laid underneath and his curiosity was evident. +
January 31, 2026 at 6:23 PM
he knew he had 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 leverage. Probably not enough to make Dottore answer to his beck and call, but that could be worked on.
𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴.
Arms folded in front of his chest, gaze studying Dottore's mask. He often wondered what laid underneath and his curiosity was evident. +
𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴.
Arms folded in front of his chest, gaze studying Dottore's mask. He often wondered what laid underneath and his curiosity was evident. +
Exaggerated, even. " Then I expect you to report back to me promptly, if there's any new developments. "
January 31, 2026 at 9:24 AM
Exaggerated, even. " Then I expect you to report back to me promptly, if there's any new developments. "
He noted how his gaze was being purposely avoided and he tilted his head, trying to make eye contact. Ralistically, Pantalone knew he wouldn't get any ground breaking information by showing up out of the blue, but his morning was surprisingly free.
" Hm. " his disappointment was evident. +
" Hm. " his disappointment was evident. +
January 31, 2026 at 9:24 AM
He noted how his gaze was being purposely avoided and he tilted his head, trying to make eye contact. Ralistically, Pantalone knew he wouldn't get any ground breaking information by showing up out of the blue, but his morning was surprisingly free.
" Hm. " his disappointment was evident. +
" Hm. " his disappointment was evident. +