The Frog and the Princess and the Puppeteerette [Afternoon - Frog & Brit & Touko]

The sound of water bubbling and hissing from her kettle could be heard throughout the office. She had an odd feeling ever since waking up from bed that someone was going to drop a visit. The redhead had several ideas who, but none too conclusive until the sound of knuckles rapping against the walnut wood heralded their arrival. The Attendant was simply biding her time in her comfortable leather wheeled chair as she sipped from her mug and skimmed through today's daily newspaper.

Then she heard a knock. Or was it two raps? Well, whatever. There was visitors here to see her, not that it's been too rare lately, but they are welcomed nevertheless. Even to her frank self-admission, she wouldn't have it any other way.


She roused herself from her seat while slipping her spectacles and began to walk towards the entrance with each footstep making a small clack against the polished wooden floor. The sound of the locking mechanism shifting and unbolting could be heard for the two in front of the door before it finally opened. The first one to register in her mind was Frog from earlier, it seemed he came here for some kind of Velvet Room-related business. But the other, she couldn't quite tell, was she another possible Guest as well?


She gestured them inside and to sit at the empty set of chairs in front of her desk. Her office was cluttered, that was for sure. But it wasn't difficult to navigate around at least. They could see the kettle was on a stove fire, waiting to be taken off for use. When the door closed behind them as they entered, she took another look at Brittany. Young and bright were two words that came to mind. Perhaps, juvenile could fit given her young age.

"That is not a problem. Then perhaps you would like tea? Green and lemon seems to be the only ones I have in stock, I'm afraid. Are any of them your fancy, Brit?" It never took much for Touko to realize any changes from her immediate environment. Not that it took much to understand the meaning behind Frog's awkward demeanor and Brittany's more confident behavior. If anything, it amused the redhead as her welcoming smile creased up a little bit higher. "I'm afraid he hasn't mentioned much about himself to begin with either. After all, this is the second time I've met him."

She was curious as to why they were here. In fact, why did the boy bring his girlfriend here? Touko made herself comfortable back in her chair while leaning forward to tent her fingers in front of her. There was still some time before she was going to be satisfied with the kettle boiling. So...

The boy of Power was literally shaking in his boots. Or at least his stomach was if that sound was any indication. Was he scared of Brittany or was he really scared of the commitment to a relationship. How curious. There wasn't a Wild Card like him at all to her recollection. With a finger and a smile, Touko pointed at the washroom that was right near the exit. "Feel free to help yourself."

She began to rise from her chair and walk towards the small area that appeared to be some kind of impromptu kitchen with a sink, cupboards, and a small fridge. Memories bid her to take into account that there was only some orange juice still sitting there inside. When the redhead finally came back to her seat, she handed a mug of juice to her while saving a mug of steaming coffee for herself. "Alexander, huh? I believe he is quite the smooth-talker. He hasn't caused you any problems, has he?"

Ladykillers tend to attract young impressionable women from their wiles. Most of the time it led to nothing good, but unwanted pregnancies, drugs, venereal diseases, and a whole gaggle of drama. Then again, he was an Attendant, it's not like he would get himself entangled in such things. She sipped from her mug, briefly reminiscing some of the turbulent everyday lives the Persona Users faced during her previous time as an Attendant. It seemed like that somethings don't really change, especially in a setting like Endymion.

She chuckled as Britanny described her peer, thankfully nothing went wrong. For now, Touko didn't comment too much about Velvet Attendants at all. They were all a bunch of socially deficient entities given how seclusive they were inside of the Velvet Room. She couldn't quite say much for them since, despite their awkwardness and unique nature, they were still in a sense people in their own right. The redhead listened intently to what Brittany had to say while sipping from her mug. Demons causing them to awaken? In one hand, potential was a way to differentiate from others in being able to awaken Personas. But was it that easy? There was something else, that was for sure, but she wasn't going to share it any time soon. The redhead began to slip her glasses off to set them on the table.

"Glad to see you can join us, Frog," Touko amicably greeted him as she got back up again to retrieve a mug of juice for him as well before handing it off to him to consume, "I take it this will suffice for you?"

That was the last of the juice she had in the fridge. There could always be more if she left for the market, but she had intrigued guests here to handle rather than meandering around the white-washed floor tiles of the aisles. She examined their expressions as the duo answered. One was of risk-taking and highly placed confidence, how like a Wild Card of this era and how like a Psyche-Terrorist. But the other was less cocksure and more concerned of the future that had laid in front of them. Nevertheless, willing to go along with it for someone's sake. There was something Cheshire-like in her smile. It amused her and it made her wonder how far they will go. Will they be able to bring down the Queen? Or will they crumble under the weight of her Will? "Interesting answers... Very well, I'll do whatever is in my power to support you two. It is part of my job after all."

Touko began to sip from her coffee, which she had left alone for quite a while now. She savored it and took a moment to think before replying to the Wild Card's question. The Velvet Attendant wondered how much she could answer them, but decided to give them a little something for coming all this way after all. "Indeed they are wielders of potential much like all of you, but it develops and it's earned in quite a different way than yours. They aren't visitors nor guests of the Velvet Room like the both of you. Regardless, I'd be careful if you were to meet one. After all, they're all trained to take the likes of you down. But I'm sure with a bit of due diligence, you can make enough preparations to confront with one should you be forced to."

It was interesting how things were. With the power of the Persona in the hands of the people outside of the Room. She had her hunches of where they got their power. It made her wonder a lot of things at the same time. But that's why there were Guests. They were there to stumble through the mysteries of their world.