on reserving at abaxcity.

[ancestries]

You have others, non? Why not send somebody else from your collection?

Imprisoned in a city where the night lasts forever - perhaps you should write a script for a film.

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[longevities]

[. Try looking more at the positive, Shosanna.] Perhaps she's particularly fond of you?

[ She offers a slight smile ]

And that certainly does sound like quite the scenario for a script.

[ancestries]

[ n o p e Helen, she's not going to do that. Pessimism all around -- she has a cinema to burn down. ]

I will try to get myself on her bad side, then.

[ If being the favorite means you'll be brought somewhere and put through various methods of torture, Shosanna would much rather remain unnoticed. ]

[longevities]

[ all the internal linefaces, Shosanna. All of them.]

And what would that accomplish?

We are all left to the whims of our mundanes, unfortunately.

[ because she knows. Because she is going to be sent to a bloody spaceship.]

[ancestries]

[ You spent time in France during the occupation, didn't you? Then you know how important it would be to make sure that what needs to be done on the night of the Nazi premiere gets done. ]

Perhaps it's enough to make her leave me alone.

[ It is very unfortunate, indeed - she's pretty sure she'd take a spaceship over a ghost town, though. ]

Are you going as well?

[longevities]

[ she has. And she hated every moment of it. ]

Perhaps. [ But Helen will leave it at that.

She offers another small, passing smile, a radiating calm. She shakes her head ]

Not to this night city of yours, no. To a different place, however.

[aurevoirshosanna]

Well, well well...what have we here?