[Which he promptly did with a soft squeak, scarred visage all aflutter as he instantly backed away.]
M-mi scusi, Arcivescovo!
[His voice climbed in pitch and he skittered back several feet as though he might have offended the other by mere touch alone, however incidental. Given the expression on his face one would have thought he had performed an offense on God himself.]
A-a....Tè di mandorle...I-I have n-not tried it....
[The timid creature stammered and slowly trailed behind, careful not to disturb what surely must have been Sacred Ground. Maxwell's chambers . . .]
It is . . . Perfect.
[Simplistic, yet refined. Clean...Orderly. Everything he would have attributed to the meticulous personality of the Section XIII Bureau's founder.]
T-that is...O-of course...You deserve only the finest...
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Date: 2010-05-18 04:55 am (UTC)M-mi scusi, Arcivescovo!
[His voice climbed in pitch and he skittered back several feet as though he might have offended the other by mere touch alone, however incidental. Given the expression on his face one would have thought he had performed an offense on God himself.]
A-a....Tè di mandorle...I-I have n-not tried it....
[The timid creature stammered and slowly trailed behind, careful not to disturb what surely must have been Sacred Ground. Maxwell's chambers . . .]
It is . . . Perfect.
[Simplistic, yet refined. Clean...Orderly. Everything he would have attributed to the meticulous personality of the Section XIII Bureau's founder.]
T-that is...O-of course...You deserve only the finest...