Scene #4465:

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Jeannette Thompson	The elevator ride up was always frustrustratingly long, even to someone who was used to cities filled with skyscrappers. Perhaps it was because she knew precious few people who lived at the top of one of those skyscrapers, or maybe it was just the magnificence of the spire itself. And normally, it was only long enough to make her fidget in annoyance and check the time hack displated on her retina with a displeased air. Now... This was a somber time, somber days, and Jeannette had no trouble remaining still, almost at attention, the officer's cap with it's gold braiding tucked neatly under her arm, just above her hanging sword. Far too much time to think of what the dragon at the top of that elevator was going through, what she still had to go through. And who was doing this. A friend in pain that you had very, very limited ways of helping was a horrible thing.
Rhapsody	Ping An oh so well known noise an elevator makes when it reaches its destination. As with Nivix, a long hallway leads to a massive set of double doors hiding away the lair within. It was true, usually Rhapsody and her family stayed in Nivix, but since this event had started, she had been staying in the newer spire. Perhaps because it was where many allies were staying, perhaps it was where the Izzet League had moved the Singing Garden and all of Yunomi's kodama, or maybe she just felt more comfortable around the Union then her own guild at the moment. Regardless of reason, Jeanette would find the door unlocked and so well balanced that even she could open it with barely a nudge.
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette is... slightly annoyed at the walk. Though for this one, she's at least allowing herself to get distracted by thinking why Rhapsody (or Niv-Mizzet) needed such high elevators and long hallways for guests to reach where they needed to go. Perhaps it was different when you had wings and could by pass all of the pomp and circumstance of an incredibly long hallway. Thoughts coalsced, though, the closer she got to the end of it, and her gloved hand presses on the door itself, letting it open with a creak, slipping in through the small gap with the grace expected of her. "Rhapsody." She says, simply. Quietly, as if to test the dragon. See if she was molten steel or brittle glass.
Rhapsody	Perspective. A large and long hallway is short and comfortable when considering the size of a dragon rather than a human. Either way, the creak of the door causes some papers to rustle inside. While no one from the Union is present, the ever-secretary, Rizix, seems to be inside organizing a very larg stack of papers that all appear to be signed and dated as required by the Azorius Senate. A sharp eye would notice the rubber stamp and inkpad not far away, likely meaning Rizix did the work rather then the seemingly dormant dragon. At the sound of her name, the dragon in the room, barely half the size of her father, stirs ever so slightly. At least, unlike last time, the mostly scaleless dragon isn't roaring in rage in the woman's face..
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette Thompson had only seen Rhapsody in the form she was in once before. Granted, it was hard to /forget/ the instance, given that she had gotten very fearsome and violence prone when faced with the frutrating of someone else dictating combat. But it was still only once, and one she was suprised to see on a dragon not looking to eat ones face. Jeannette walks deeper into the room, eyes flickering over to Rizix and his work, the stamp and inkpad of delegated responsibility. SOmething that was wise to do, of course.. some of the time. Walking down past the room, to the horde itself and the dragon on top of it. Well, she didn't expect her to be sleeping at a time like this. The polite thing to do would be to make an appointment, and leave. The rude thing to do would be to rap her on the head with the flat of a blade. Jeannette takes a middle option. A quick look around has her eye a chair, which she walks over to, picks up, and drags back over to the dragon. She places the chair down, sits, and then... waits. The benefits of built in comms and a screen on your retina means you never had to take a eBook, after all.
Rhapsody	Stamping would continue. Rizix does give an approving nod toward Jeannette, but does little else. He had to get the documents off to the Azor for whatever reason. The chair being tugged over causes the dragon to stir even more before an eye opens, glancing in the woman's general direction. It would be easy for Jean to notice the eye glancing about, focusing and refocusing, then finally settling on her. "..nn?" A questioning tone before actually speaking. "Commodore?" She actually had the presence of mind to use rank despite the situation. Some habits have truly been driven home.
Jeannette Thompson	"I have to imagine how confusing it shall be when it's time for you to call me Admiral." Jeannette says, the faintest smile of amusement on her face. Really, it was novel, seeing a dragon like that wake up confused at where she was. Like a real live person, she was. The smile is quickly banished, however, as she affects a more serious look. "I... apologize for arriving when you were indisposed, or for waking you. What discussions I had would certainly wait until an appointment, a proper one, but I was in the area, and it would be... time consuming to walk back." She says, smile returning for just a moment, before she takes a breath. "How are you, my friend?"
Rhapsody	"Tired." Despite the fact she just woke up, the mental exhaustion of the last week is very clear even on draconian features. "The report tells a very .. basic story. I imagine you have a question or two," she muses, feeling like it may be more like one or two hundred, but that's just the paranoia talking. Her sister may have infected her with it on a minimal level. Then Sunday's events caused it to bloom into something much larger.
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette Thompson nods slightly. "You look... tired. To say the least. And I don't want to keep you from sleep that you need longer than nessecary, so I'll only ask the questions I need to." She says, pausing. "The questions /we/ need answered." She clarifies, tugging and smoothing the uniform on her body. "I know the basics. A student of yours... a friend of yours, attempted a coup d'etat to steal the Izzet Guild away from you. That would have been a concern, but it failed. And I'd like to set aside the act of triators to the acts of your fellow Guilds." She says. "My intelligence is second hand. I'd like to get a feel from you on what they might do.
Rhapsody	The politics, of course. "Mm. They enlisted the help of a man from Namamura to hunt down Yunomi. As for the rest of it.. .they didn't vote on sanctions for 'outsiders' yet, but I'd imagine they will soon. The vote was 5 to 4 in favor of his help, and if I know the guilds well enough, they may vote the same way about 'sanctions'. I'm sorry, Commodore, but until they vote and impose something, I don't know how they will handle it. All that was said last night is that any outsider would need to swear fealty to one of the guilds."
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette is Rhapsody's friend. That much was clear. She wishes, wishes that she could show it some other way these days. A trip to her country, more training. But, in these days, friendship was backdoors and quiet warnings. "I see. As I would have expected. I don't beleive for a second that this is about your student," pointedly avoiding the name. "But reactionaries, the savvy ones, will jump at anything they can get. Lord knows I've seen enough of it in Parliament sometimes. And... I'm sorry to have to complicate things, Rhapsody. I really am. "I am going to make mention of this to my superiors, and they'll send it up. I imagine it's an unnaturally short chain from a Commodore to Her Excellency, in this case. But I will tell you that an Oath of Fealty is out of the question for the Federal Kingdom. As is abandoning Atlantis."
Rhapsody	"That is fine. I would hardly demand you make such an oath. It may not come to the trouble you are thinking, but you are -far- more familiar with this sort of thing then I am. You need not apologize.. it is simply the way these kinds of things work. Once we have Yunomi back, and understand the -whole- story, this will ... be able to start working itself out." At least Rhapsody has no dilusion that just getting hold of the Tanuki will fix everything.
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette Thompson looks at Rhapsody for a long moment. "I... hope it doesn't. I hope you're right. But..." She pauses, seeming like she's trying to find the right words. "Do you think... beleive that this will work itself out when you have that woman? When you have the whole story? Do you beleive that those other guilds are acting like this simply because they're missing the facts? Tell me that, and I'll beleive it. I'll send that back up to my people, as well. But are you prepared for what happen when it doesn't? If these Guild's sweep whatever story the tanuki has under the rug, and push more towards the exclusion of outsiders? We have to prepare for that, Rhapsody." She says, gloved thumb running over her cap's braiding.
Rhapsody	A sigh, then, "I'm not my father. I can't predict what they will do, Jean." Skipping formality, but at this point she's clearly just a little to tired to care. These are the kinds of things she has been hearing all week and it has become very, very, very taxing. "Tell them what I have told you. I don't have any other answers. Any I give would be hypothetical, now."
Jeannette Thompson	Jeannette Thompson looks slightly pained at the sigh, the tired look in her eyes that seemed to only get worse after she woke up and had time to think. "I will... and I'm sorry. Rhapsody. God, I'm sorry. I have to march up to this room and be the stern officer, and you must be getting sick, /sick/ of those visits. And I wish I could offer more than vague warnings and vaguer platitudes. But this isn't something my rank or my sword could help with, is it?" She says, sorrowful. "So... I don't suppose you'd mind if I simply... sat here, for a while?"
Rhapsody	"That.. is fine. Take all the time you need, okay? I appreciate you came, regardless of the reason." No one else had, beside Rizix, since last night. A little company didn't hurt at all.