9 | A colleague?

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Roguefort peeked from a bush, watching as the Consul left.
They slid through the door, entering his home.
He looked around shaking his head,
nothing really caught their eye.

They turned around, feeling a presence behind them.

"..."

Clotted Cream stood ahead, staring into their eyes.

"Oh, hello."

Roguefort greeted, rubbing the back of their head.

"Wh-"

"I'll leave, don't worry."

Roguefort began leaving before Clotted took their hand.

"Are you busy?"

"No? What?"

Roguefort asked, Clotted bringing them closer.

"I need a job done."

—-

Espresso sat on a bench, watching Madeleine swing at the air.

"Hello."

Financier, walks in, closing the door behind her.

"Hi."

Madeleine waves, stopping his sword play.

"Where's Clotted Cream?"

"Still getting ready, I guess."

Madeleine guesses, now sitting down next to Espresso.

Financier turns around as Clotted Cream walks through the door.

"Am I late?"

"No."

He leaves the door open as Roguefort enters as well.

"Who is that?"

"My colleague."

Financier glares in suspicion as they began the duel.

---

I refuse to describe what happened in the duel. Financier won.

Unless you really want me to explain.

---

Madeleine and Financier shook hands, as Clotted Cream clapped in celebration.

Madeleine went up to Espresso,

"So you're still coming right?"

"Fuck off."

Espresso pushed his head away as Madeleine laughed, they all exited the room as Clotted Cream and Roguefort stayed inside.

"Financier."

"Yes?"

"Do you know who this Roguefort is?"

"No, I believe he may be an ex-colleague."

Espresso stops in his tracks, tapping on Madeleine's shoulder.

"I'll be back in a second."

Espresso walked off, back down into the "arena".

Madeleine looked at Financier, in which she nodded her head into the direction she was headed to. Madeleine waves goodbye as she walks off.

Madeleine sat on the floor, waiting for Espresso to complete whatever he was doing over there.

---

Clotted Cream held Roguefort's sleeve.

"Please, consider helping."

"No."

"I'll bail you out of jail?"

"You know what? Fine. I will help you in your fucking plans."

Clotted Cream held his hand,

"Thank you. You won't regret this."

Just as they were about to leave, Espresso had walked in.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"No, we we're just about to leave anyways."

Espresso walked inside, grabbing his bag, and walking out behind them.

---

The two walked past Madeleine as Espresso came up behind them.

"What's up with them? Are they dating?"

"Shut up Madeleine."

Espresso pushed him to keep walking as they exited the hallway.

---

Clotted Cream and Roguefort were both in Clotted's office, speaking about the details and how this is going to be executed.

"Wouldn't Financier be watching you?"

"No. I'm planning to set her up on guarding the other half of the venue."

"Hm, okay.

Roguefort scoffs, getting up to leave.

"I'm leaving."

"Okay, come back. Same time, as well as place."

"K."

Roguefort slammed the door as they left, it seemed they still held a grudge from when they first met.

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