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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2023 7:49 pm

Headache's countenance — borrowed countenance — did not shift as it observed the senshi. It was always easier, less energy intensive, less wasteful, for some of its bodies to remain still. For delivery of language to be executed with only the barest movement of the face. Not that it necessarily needed to puppet the face to make a voice with a buzzing of its many wings, but Faustite was insistent on that part. Adamant that it fit the character of trying to emulate a person.

Where Hestia reacted, 'Faustite' did not. Where she looked like she found a pubic hair in her tea, 'Faustite' looked unfazed. But the emulation of the officer watched her nonetheless.

"It would have been irresponsible," Headache condemned. "Noticeable. Costly. General-King Lepidolite may even complain to him personally about covering up such a temper tantrum." Point made, it decided.

The next question seemed like prying, but Faustite never indicated whether that information was private or not. For the simple fact that he wore those rings so incessantly, Headache assumed it was common knowledge. Coupled with that, the first senshi he decided he liked couldn't keep its mouth shut. About anything. Headache could hardly be blamed for sharing what most of the Negaverse already knew.

"Four — three now. Albite, Alkmene, and Taenite remain. It's as likely for that number to increase as it is for it to reach zero."

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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2023 2:18 pm

It would have been very cool to set fire to house, in Hestia's opinion, but very sad if it were Helio's. And the reason he almost did it wasn't very cool, so Hestia didn't argue the youma's (rather reasonable) points.

Four (ish) full husbands? She'd heard both less and many, many more. Perhaps there were additional boyfriends? Hestia smiled down into her tea, as expected of her general king, a young man full of passion and vigor. Lifting her head, rather than the calmly proud look she thought she worse, the maid senshi instead looked at Headache with an insufferably smug expression.

"He's just too popular, I suppose." She humble bragged with a sigh. How many husbands did the other general kings have, hm? Not nearly as many she was sure. "Do you know when he'll be back?"

Maybe she should look into food that promoted kidney health. Though the nature of the fire Faustite held versus the organs that it had replaced (?) was much beyond her understanding, it wouldn't hurt to try to supplement his nutrition here and there. Even if only as a symbolic gesture, the general king's diet was made up of burnt offerings after all.

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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2023 5:12 am

Headache's expression didn't change, but it stared at her. If only she heard the way Faustite whined all the time about how frustrated he was and how he was the only General-Sovereign lagging behind his duties. Headache found it pointless and unbecoming. Four husbands aside, if all that whining got out, there was no chance he'd ever gain any popularity with the troops he was supposed to support.

"He won't be back today," Headache responded succinctly. Tomorrow wasn't looking good, either.

The youma's orders were clear, and it followed them without question: it was to occupy Faustite's office and manage his clerical affairs as often as Headache's energy lasted it. Then it would return to the Rift, recharge, and return to manage those affairs again. Until further notice. At no point in that order was it enabled to go track down Faustite in the infirmary, though there were times where Headache felt the urge to castigate him for his failures. Otherwise, it had no interest in checking up on Faustite's recuperation, given that the risk of hearing him lament to anyone who would listen was high.

"You may leave a message with me if it cannot wait. Otherwise, check back in a week."

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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2024 10:33 pm

The relaxed curiosity Hestia had maintained hardened immediately. "A week is rather much without notice." And while she could expect and had even capitalized on the penchant for Order members to simply disappear for long periods of time without prior notice, such a thing felt out entirely out of place here. Particularly from a General King.

At some point Headache either has or will, perhaps, notice that the maid senshi tended to be a little more respectful and little more attentive and accommodating when they take on the countenance of their master. But only to a degree, not enough to keep her from asking, tone taking a stern edge she'd never used in this office, "What happened?"

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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2024 4:58 am

Headache only shrugged. Hestia had sussed out that there was most certainly a story behind his absence, but the cloud of bugs was unrelenting on the truth of the matter. Nor could it be courteous enough to come up with a believable lie about it. Or perhaps it lacked the imagination to do so.

"If you weren't told, you don't need to know." And Headache seemed smug in itself knowing the truth. Enough that it sat back in its master's chair and waited for an outburst to come forth.

Senshi were such emotional things, after all. That was why Faustite had married so many of them, it surmised.

"Best you keep his office clean while he's away."

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