[OPEN] So raise your glass high...

[and_my_pickaxe]

Characters: Lin Mayuzumi (and_my_pickaxe) and YOU!
When: Backdated to June 14th.
Where: In the Dining Car of the trains.
Rating: 14A for some language, or violence depending on how angry she gets, knowing Mayuzumi.
Summary: Mayuzumi is lonely and drowns her sorrows in delicious food and drink. By this I mean she has an all-out feast for herself she can't possibly finish alone.


Who is it that has stolen three bottles of the train's best champagne? Who is it that has grabbed three cases of dessert? Sandwiches? Juices? Food that could have fed a room full of guests?

It's Lin Mayuzumi, of course, and it's all spilled across a short train dining table that can barely fit it all.

Dressed as if she were born for such a decadent feast, Lin had laundered the silk shirt and skirt she had arrived in. Gold earrings hung from her ears and her long hair was brushed elegantly over her shoulders. Her silk stockings had been completely destroyed, and so her bare legs in her miniskirt have sunburn on top of old frostbite scars.

Her brown heels kicked up onto the table quite unladylike, Lin raised her glass to no one and took a long, deep drink. Like a dragon protecting its cave of riches, she eyed the door.

She'd only be willing to share depending on the guest. Everyone else could fuck off.

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[1mistress_nomaster]

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Such waste, and for what? Pride. It was irritating on princes that she knew, when there was plenty of food to go around, this was just frustrating when there was so little.

Still, she did take a seat, the other side of the table, looking across it at Lin. But she didn't take any food, she wouldn't share in such waste. "Weren't you ever taught about being giving as a child? Or do they not teach that in the future?"

[and_my_pickaxe]

Her expression drooped somewhat as Elizabeth sat, and she watched the other's hands carefully as if ready to slap them away.

"Isn't that just the pot calling the kettle black. Don't lie and tell me you've never had a feast while others were starving," she grumbled.

[1mistress_nomaster]

Elizabeth rested her chin on her hand, watching her. Nor did she reach for anything, either. Privately she hoped Lin would just leave out of irritation so the food could be collected.

"Indeed I have, but then it is often my people starve, war, famine, plague, the list goes on. But still, I make an effort to give something back, to them, at times it's bread, other times it's gold. And to my friends, if I am able. Surely that concept is not foreign to you as well?"

As long as nothing near the topic of Cross was brought up, she could keep her head fairly well too whatever was said.

[and_my_pickaxe]

Lin wasn't going anywhere. If anything, she planned on chasing the other woman out with a knife if she didn't kindly piss off.

Still, it was best to keep her temper. The easiest way to make a foe angry was to look in control. "Is it often?" she sung, entwining her fingers under her chin. "In the future, we tend to not let that happen to our people. You know, Queenie, I do work for the government." Lin paused for effect. "I stand up for those who can't afford a fair trial. I certainly give back what I make."

[1mistress_nomaster]

Oh she could believe she worked for the government, easily. It was that same entitled cruelty.

"Do you? I'm not surprised." She lent back in her chair, "I am the government, if we're playing this game." Elizabeth drummed her nails, as if bored. "I wasn't aware you played God in the future that you could control things like famine and plague." She raised her eyebrows. "And was that what you were doing, when my lord Cross confronted you? Stood up for others?" She snorted, amused with the thought.

[and_my_pickaxe]

At that, Lin slammed her hands down on the table. "Look, lady, I'm trying to be nice here," she began with a snarl. "I don't give a rat's ass who you are. Hurting your poor, sweet, precious little feelings is not deserving of starving and dealing with food poisoning, unless you run a Totalitarian government." She crossed her legs, sat up straight, and glared at her. "I'm so happy to hear that you were so privileged to be born royalty. Some of us had to work all our lives to get where we were from rags. If you want to pick a fight, why don't you just fuck off?"

[1mistress_nomaster]

Both her eyebrows rose, listening to her, and she couldn't help it, she started to laugh, her head going back with it before she controlled it again. Smirking widely for a moment.

"I merely asked a question, I did not think it rude. If it is then you have my apologies." The hypocrisy made her teeth hurt. "I will admit, his measure was harsh, had I a say in it, it wouldn't of been, but I'm frequently told I am too soft and, alas the power is not mine to tell the General what to do." She wasn't any more, that was for sure. "But this isn't a government, none of us have position, and I at least know how to conduct myself in a manner befitting those around me, and the place I find myself in." The smirk left her then. "Because contrary to your assumptions, though I am daughter of a King, I have not always been treated as such. Rags were what I spent my childhood in, and it's from near execution I took my place as Queen. That is why I know how to act accordingly, dear lady."

She didn't move, didn't raise her voice, still stayed in her seat like this was the most normal conversation in the world. And for Elizabeth at least it was, oddly, it was like dealing with her privy chamber. "But it seems, whatever happened to you, you learned nothing of humility."

[and_my_pickaxe]

Mayuzumi stared her dead in the eye, her own eyelid twitching in rage. It would be so easy to reach for the knife and to end this miserable bitch's life like she had the last stupid brat that had dared talk to her that way, but instead she curled her fingers into the tablecloth.

"You have no idea what I've been through," she began shakily, her eyes becoming cold. "So don't pretend. You have no idea."

She turned her head to look out the window. She was not going to allow her own wedding night to be spoiled by this woman.

A strange idea came over her. An idea she wondered if she could get away with. It was time to open her wedding gifts...

"Ah, well," she purred. "Enjoy your little Queen life all you like, and I'll enjoy my government position. Behave how you think is right. At least I'm not the one who gets executed," she sighed, pretending as though it were historical truth, a known shame about history.

[1mistress_nomaster]

Funny how they were both similar in their reactions for violence. Because it what was drove Elizabeth as soon as she heard those words.

"And you, you ridiculous woman, I know you. I know exactly what you think you're doing, and I'll tell you now, it won't work."

But whatever cool contempt she had was gone the minute those words came out of her mouth. Her mind screamed and she shoved her chair back to stand up. Walked around the table to stare down at Mayuzumi where she sat. In this, she was her father's child, blistering with rage and she acted before she thought, and she couldn't even say she regretted it when she slapped the other woman across the face, so hard she felt her hand sting. "Regardless if you're lying or not. My fate, how I live and die for my country, is between my people, my God and myself, and if it is my duty to die, you never have a place to speak of it." Her rage ran over her, she needed to get out, away from this vile woman.

She stepped back before the urge to hit her again over came her, but not before taking a bottle of champagne from the table, then made to leave.