Tale as Old As Time [Finished]

[yamikuronue]

Lance crosses his arms. "About that... Siegfried, when we go sign the paperwork to give you more power over the funds, I want a bill of sale transferring the house to Obsidian."

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian blinked. "Hey wait! What the fuck am I supposed to do with this place? You're the one that's been living here for the past decade."

[yamikuronue]

"The fuck do I want with it? Or the money, or servants or anything? If I'm going to have to bust my ass, you are too." Lance glares at Obsidian.

[CalamityJade]

"I can bust my ass without having to own this entire fucking place. Do you have any idea how fucking huge this place is?"

[accalia]

Each time Lance or Obsidian swear at each other Echo winces, the reaction is quickly controlled and barely noticeable, only someone paying close attention to Echo's mannerisms would notice.

Other than his barely perceptible winces Echo remains unmoving and mute.

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried clears his throat. "I'm not certain that would be wise. Perhaps if both gentlemen would like to sit down with the account ledgers?"

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian took a breath to try and calm himself down. "Right...sure, let's do that. That should be fine." Lets see how fucked things are and how to fix it. That's a much better argument to have right now.

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried hesitates. "Now?"

Lance rolls his eyes. "no, tomorrow. Why the fuck not now?"

Siegfried winces. "Very good, sir," he mumbles, darting off to find the ledgers.

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian sighed. The kid was going to be a handful at that rate. "So, you have an idea of where to start, then?"

[yamikuronue]

Lance crosses his arms. "No. Do you?"

[accalia]

Echo wordlessly opens the door to the dining hall and pulls two chairs out at a corner of the table, clearing an area for the two men to work together at.

When he is done he returns to the grand hall just as Lance speaks and beacons both men to follow him into the next room.

[CalamityJade]

"...well we have to clean this place up for one. Then see how much money we can actually use." Obsidian gave Echo a bit of an odd look, but figured finding out what he was doing worked better than speculating. "Can't get anything else done till we dig ourselves out of whatever hole we're in."

[yamikuronue]

Siegfried rejoins them momentarily, carrying several black four-inch three-ring binders full of papers. "I've been keeping bank statements and so on in the top one, and household expenses archived in the bottom one, with the middle one being other tax-related records."

[accalia]

Echo nods as Siegfried reappears.

"This one has cleared an area at the grand table that should be sufficient for reviewing the records."

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian blinked a few times at the massive binders. "Holy hell, you've been keeping track of ALL that? For how long?" Seriously, he'd had a hell of a time dealing with just filing taxes. Fucking paperwork was just so tedious.