PRETEND ━━ lyney ( ✓ )

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄

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"... 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 think that you would recover so quickly. Truly unfortunate, I have to say."

"Oh, Arlecchino, you wound me."

Arlecchino's slanted eyes, filled with nothing but disgust, peered at the man opposite her. She looked extremely unamused, to say the least.

"I haven't any idea why you're here, Doctor. I have nothing that I wish to discuss with you."

The other laughed in amusement, a mocking grin on his lips. He leaned forward on the sofa across from Arlecchino.

"You know very well what I want." He stated lowly. "You also know that I will stop at nothing to obtain what I want."

Arlecchino sighed heavily. "It is a shame that I wasn't able to kill you with my own hands. Really, I can't understand the Tsaritsa's reasoning for keeping you alive."

"Come now, there's no need to be so rash. I assist the Fatui greatly."

The female couldn't help but to scoff in response. She shook her head, picking up her cup from the table in front of her. Then, she brought the cup up to her lips and took a sip of her hot beverage.

"Mm, I'd have to disagree. Maybe that's just me, though."

She placed the cup back down.

"I know what you want, but I can tell you now that you will not be obtaining it. Or have you forgotten my prior words?"

Dottore clasped his gloved hands together before muttering, "That they are under your protection now? Yes, I remember those words very well, yet I just can't let that happen."

"And why is that?" Argued Arlecchino. "Y/N has suffered more than enough in the hands of you and their body physically cannot withstand the power from the gnosis. You should already know this."

"But that's where you're wrong; they can withstand more. Their raw strength is fascinating to me. I need to witness more of it with my own eyes."

"I really don't understand your objectives sometimes..." Whispered Arlecchino with a disappointed shake of her head. "I pray for the day that your miserable life comes to an end."

"So harsh! Yet, I suppose, not unexpected." Dottore chided with a small snicker.

"Just what are you here for, hm? To try and negotiate some sort of deal with me? If so, I have some unfortunate news for you; it's not going to happen."

Dottore listened to Arlecchino's heartfelt words with a smug grin.

"No, no... Nothing of the sort. I'm here so that you can share some of your wisdom with me."

"Wisdom?" Arlecchino rose a skeptical brow. "Just what do you mean by that?"

"Well, I've heard many stories about you over the years and have even had the privilege of working with you on some occasions..."

The Doctor adjusted his posture on the sofa, leaning forward slightly.

"I'm curious to know... Just how would I go about breaking into a prison?"

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After witnessing a rather... Strange scenario, Wriothesely was quick to send the pair back to their tasks, separating them in the process. He didn't really want to, yet it was the only way that they would complete their tasks. Besides, Lyney had been kept in the Fortress once before - he knew how to deal with the scheming magician.