sirenspull | ♱ 5

[ Despite looking far worse than she did the last time she appeared over the network, Integra looks, at the least, determined. She's sitting up in a chair this time around, not in bed, and she's dressed in her suit -- it's somewhat wrinkled, mind you, considering it took her every ounce of energy she had to get the stupid thing on.

With a shaky hand, the young heiress lifts a teacup from her nightstand; a dead give away that she's quarantined herself to her room, still. Using her other hand to steady it, she takes a small sip to wet her throat before speaking.

Her voice is gravely and hoarse, it's obvious she's having a hard time speaking. ]

I am in need of someone who can draw up a last will. If I am to die in this bloody place, I'm going to be legal. I don't have many things, I can assure you... so it will be quite simple. This is, naturally, assuming I die.

[ Because she sure as shit feels like it. ]

I don't want to do anything in person, naturally, I wouldn't want to infect anyone else. So if anyone knows of a good attorney or someone along those lines, if they would so kindly direct them my way... thank you.

[ The feed ends. ]

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[ She hums thoughtfully. ] Some people call it obsessive. I call it being efficient.

Quite. Some people don't seem to realise just what a few rash, thoughtless actions can cost them.

Indeed. I think it's best to have your bases covered, even if it's something simple like going out and getting coffee.

Now, I wouldn't know about that. I usually have someone else get my coffee for me.

As do I... but it's still good to be prepared. What if no one is around to get it for you? Then one must fend for themselves.

[A chuckle.] Oh, heaven forbid. Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't just fire some of my staff and invest in good coffee machine instead.

Coffee machines are a good thing as well. Well. So long as they can also brew tea.

For the more refined palette, I see. [Spoken with a lazy self-deprecation he clearly doesn't believe a word of.] You become your title.

It's hardly the title. I blame my British blood.

British? You certainly have come a long way for this nonsense, haven't you? Still, by that logic, I should be drinking nothing but sake.

...Sake is also good in tea. If blended properly, mind you. [ She's just sayin'. ]

On the job? Really, now. [a beat] Perhaps I'll try it later.

Never on the job. Although sometimes, rules can be broken.

And things have been so very stressful lately- for you more than me, I imagine. [His tone is more grimly humorous now.] Maybe you should treat yourself.

If I were to treat myself at this point, I would skip over the tea completely and go for the sake. The whole bottle, preferably.

What have you got to lose, hmm?

My thoughts exactly.

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