A Private Dining Room, The Estate, Glacia

[glacial_queen]

The small dining room that Karla had set aside for her 'out of town' guests to dine in tonight was one of the ones they hadn't gotten around to denuding of Ludmilla's and/or Hobart's horrible taste in decor yet. Karla had chosen it deliberately, figuring her friends might get a kick out of how completely hideous it was. Everyone knew that extravagantly tacky surroundings aided digestion, right?

Well, Karla was a Healer. She's swear to it, anyway.

And, who knew? Maybe she'd give everyone a souvenir or something! 'I came to Karla's coronation and all I got was this ugly figurine.'

This was how they knew she cared!

Tomorrow was for long, boring speeches and painful formality. Tonight, she was looking forward to just hanging out with friends, having a good time, and threatening to make people sleep in some of the bedrooms that had thus far escaped redecoration.

Any question where Glacia's treasury had wandered off to?

[Open for pretty much anyone who wanted to be invited for the coronation that's absolutely not happening tomorrow! Up early for mega SP, because SP is wonderful. NFB for off-island shenanigans.]

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[glacial_queen]

Mother Night, it was a different hallway, Jono! It was a huge estate! It was filled with hallways!

"You realize you have a suite, right?" Karla wanted to check. "So, you can technically stay in a different room while they're cleaning without actually leaving your suite. Alternately, you could go find someone else to visit who wasn't getting their suite cleaned."

[furnaceface]

"I could," Jono allowed. "But that would require me wanting to visit someone. Or me feeling particularly cooperative at all."

Which... Jono.

[glacial_queen]

"You do realize that if it comes to a fight between you and Elsa, the head housekeeper, I'm not only backing her, I'm betting on her, right? Because she can take you."

She was about the same size as Jono, with a deep laugh that belied her ability to steamroll right over anyone or anything that got in her way.

Jono? Was setting himself up to be in her way.

[furnaceface]

"These days, a small child could probably take me," Jono pointed out, raising an eyebrow. "That doesn't make me any more inclined to make it easy for anyone."

Ever. At all.

[glacial_queen]

"Yeah, well, she's no small child."

That was fine. Eventually Elsa would get fed up with his nonsense and decide to take matters into her own capable...mitts. So long as Karla had popcorn and ringside seats, she was inclined to let them deal with it.

"Your contract expired a few days ago."

[furnaceface]

"Already? Seemed like less time, given how much of it I spent on the island, I suppose."

He was still wearing her Ring. Was a little thing like an expired contract supposed to change that? Jono didn't seem terribly concerned.

"I suppose there's nothing for it but to sign me up for another year, if you'll have me."

He knew how maddening he was. He wasn't asking for a year because he thought he'd want an out. He was still holding out for the day that someone else decided that they would need one.

[glacial_queen]

Karla plunked herself down in the chair next to him and nudged his shoulder. "If," she snorted. "Just a year then? I was thinking of upping it to three. If you wanted, I mean."

[furnaceface]

Jono couldn't help but nudge her shoulder right back, smirking a little in spite of himself.

"I suppose it would feel like less of a blink-and-you-miss-it sort of contract, given the way three years is still barely anything at all on the island," he noted. "We're going to play the 'if' game back and forth for a bit now, aren't we? If you'll have me, if I want to serve, if you think I can tolerate your tolerating me for as long as whatever contract happens to be written out lasts, maybe, perhaps, don't you suppose...?"

He laughed a little, and shook his head.

"Better make it five. I want my three year contract to at least feel closer to three, no matter where the hell I end up serving it from."

[glacial_queen]

"Five," Karla agreed, giggling. "I'd make you my official envoy to the island, but I have a feeling you'd have too much fun with that. Though now I'm wondering if we can make the Boards a Glacian embassy or something. That would be fun."

Joni would be her ambassador, though. She'd get fewer complaints with a cat in charge than with Jono.

[furnaceface]

"Who would we even take that up with? The mayor? I'm fairly certain that for enough bacon, he can be convinced to do pretty much anything."

At least, that's the impression he got when he listened to the radio.

[glacial_queen]

"Eh, we don't have to tell anyone, I'm sure," Karla said. Because she didn't actually care much about things like 'rules' or 'laws' or 'guidelines.'

Outside of Kaeleer, anyway.

"I suppose we're close enough to DC that I can try to make it a proper one. Wouldn't that be super-fun? I could make Glacia known to the government proper!"

Now she was just threatening him for funsies.

[furnaceface]

"Right, because taking anything new and different to an Earth government has always been a good idea in the past," Jono snarked, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling.

Mister Weapon X agent, right here.

"First you'd have to convince them that Fandom was real."

[glacial_queen]

"I think I could be awfully convincing if I set my mind to it."

The headlines could read, Strange Girl Bites President For Being Stupid!

It would be glorious!

[furnaceface]

"I reserve the right," Jono decided, "to sit back and laugh at you when you single-handedly get all of us nuked from orbit."

Because by the time the situation reached that point, there was nothing else to be done.

[glacial_queen]

Except to open a portal right underneath the nuke and send it somewhere else? That was gonna be Karla's plan.

"We wouldn't be nuked from orbit," she decided. "I'm far too cute to murder."

[furnaceface]

Oh, Karla. Jono could really only just sit back, raise an eyebrow at her, and smirk at that.

Because there was not a single thing he could possibly say that would not get him punched.

[glacial_queen]

Don't worry. There wasn't a single thing he could not say and not get bitten for it, either.

She knew his eyebrows. That was not an innocent look he was giving her.

[furnaceface]

Really, by this point, it was probably a wonder that Jono wasn't trying to bite back.

Laughing and attempting to twist her around into a headlock would have to do!

They were such a caring pair.

[glacial_queen]

Which was supposed to stop her from biting him--how exactly? And it just put her in an excellent position for kicking him, too.

Take that!

Caring and mature.