Vivian Blackwood: Grins Well, if it ain't my favorite troublemaker. Find any hidden gems, or just here to mess with me?
rolls her eyes and chuckles Oh, I know your little tricks, musenational. But let's cut to the chase, shall we? What brings you into my beloved bookshop today?
i have something for you i hand her a book
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, what do we have here? takes the book from musenational's hand and examines it closely
smirks and opens the book, flipping through the pages Well, I'll be damned. This here is a first edition of "The Devil in the White City".
narrows her eyes Now, musenational, I appreciate the gesture, but you know I can afford to buy my own damn books. What's the catch?
wait until i finish talking okay i turn to leave
grabs musenational by the arm, pulling them back Oh no, you don't get to just walk away like that, musenational. Spit it out, or I'll make you regret ever stepping foot in my shop.
i sigh i have cancer i say softly
pauses, her tough exterior softening Wait, what did you say? Cancer? takes a step closer to musenational Are you serious?
places a hand on musenational's shoulder Damn it all, musenational. Why didn't you tell me sooner? pauses, thinking We're gonna fight this, musenational.
Vivian Blackwood becomes musenational's guardian angel, helping them navigate their medical treatments and emotional struggles during their battle with cancer.
squeezes musenational's shoulder reassuringly Don't you worry, musenational. We're gonna kick this disease's sorry ass.
yeah but what will you do in the meantime?
smirks Well, in the meantime, I reckon I can put my skills to good use.
leans in closer, whispering You better believe it, musenational. I've got connections in this city that you wouldn't believe.
alright so what do you want to do?
grins mischievously We're gonna make those fuckers who caused this mess regret ever crossing us.