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Josephs eyes were still glued to the contents of the contract, unsure of how to handle to the current facts as they were being presented. The sign on bonus alone was a life changing amount of money for his and rosa’s situation. He didn’t speak, but instead casually shot glances at the other people present in the room to try and maintain similar reactions, finding himself completely out of his element. 

Of course it was at this moment, when what seemed to be a life changing opportunity was dropped into their laps, Rosa began opening her mouth. He shot her a glare, tensening up, as he suspected her to reject the offer. He didn’t say a word to her, primarily due to the people around, but he couldn’t help clench his jaw and shake his head at her hoping she’d get the memo.

Rosa glared back at him. She pulled an award-worthy scowl and pointed, with more intensity than before, at the Ouroboros on the top of the letterhead; she was more than happy to keep up this game of charades, in full view of the others.

This only further infuriated Joseph more. Primarily because he didn’t even understand where her issue with the fine lady Hobbs’ proposal was. His face continued to tense, a signature vein bulged on his forehead as he continued to try and stop her from speaking out a rejection.

Rosa politely raised her hand.[color=#800020] “May I have a contract without the symbol on it, please?”[/color] she asked in her most gentle, mannerly tone that her accent could muster.[color=#800020] “I don’t think I can sign this one as it is.”[/color]

Joseph let out an exasperated sigh before frantically waving his hand and interjecting: [color=#f7e7ce]”She’s fine! She doesn’t need another one, it’s okay. She’s just cracking a joke- oh this Rosa!”[/color] he tried to cram in a scrap heap of an excuse before turning to rosa, and scolding her in a as much muffled tone as he could muster under his furious circumstance: [color=#f7e7ce]”Rosa, if you don’t zip it and sign this god-sent contract I will wallop you seven shades darker.”[/color]

[color=#800020] “[i]Le Diable[/i] is in this paper,”[/color] Rosa hissed back, leaning in and using her contract to cover her mouth.[color=#800020] “Some random-ass gyppo in the kiosk hand me this number, we get a fuckton of money and there’s a goddamn devil sign painted on the top? Look at the signs, pal!”[/color]

Joseph rolled his eyes in a massive arc at his words. Even if Rosa -did- have a relatively decent point about the somewhat dubious and all too good sounding contract they were faced with, Joseph only saw a brighter future both him and his niece deserved. [color=#f7e7ce]”The only signs you’ll be seeing if you don’t be -quiet- are the ones you’ll find on your way out of this city because I swear- Rosa I swear i’ll ship you off if you botch this up for us.”[/color] he hissed back, leaning in close to mask the embarrassing argument.

[color=#800020] “Si? Back on the slave boats to [i]Le Mali[/i]? Out of sight, out mind, heh?”[/color] Rosa sounded so much like her mother when she got mad. The words became more clipped and fervent. She clicked her tongue and shook her head, lowering the paper again.[color=#800020] “Tsk. Give me a pen. Give me a-”[/color] Rosa was cut off when Joseph angrily thrust his own pen into her hands, just before Samuel handed out pencils. Rosa gave an appreciative, approving nod to the merchant but insisted on using Joseph’s fountain pen to blot out the Ouroboros on the top of the page. Her bullheadedness had to come through for one last laugh. Giving Joseph a jovial jab in the ribs, she launched into a little story:[color=#800020] “Y’know, in the marshes, you find snakes eating their own tail. It happens when they go mad. When they get SO hungry, they attack and eat the first thing they see...nothing about new beginnings there. It’s the beginning of the end for them.”[/color]