Guinevera's Conversation with Silvester

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Guinevera's Conversation with Silvester

Kitchen Staff: Here you are, Viziera. A silver gourd or a black one on this occassion?
Guinevera: Hmm, we'll do black today, thank you.
Kitchen Staff: As you wish.
[Soft sound of something being placed on the ground. Hushed yammering sound that is recognisably the voice of Voltaire. The sound of the ongoing metalic of coins on coins. Scraping on ground.]
Guinevera: Watch the house for me, my pet.
[Sound of footsteps.]
Silverster: You certain you won't be going with protection, ma'am?
Guinevera: Oh, Silvester, the protection your boys offer would be more a hinderance than a help. Despite their class, the Venom Houri are more my sort of threat than yours. [Swish of expensive fabric, as Guinvera calls to her husband's valet in an exasperated voice] Swiles.
[Sound of two people mounting a carriage, and the sound of it pulling away.]
[End of Recording]

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Record, Transcript (Communication)

Medium

Crystal, Magical

Authoring Date

Mapday, Tailormoon, 1313