AUDIENCE FOR: Emet-Selch

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[ktiseos]

...come, now. How many people here do you think would stand for that?

[he knows how mortals are, by now.]

And you know my feelings on sentiment. I would not say it were it not accurate.

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's why I said should.

[ the hand stays under there, for now, rubbing their temples. ]

...thanks, I guess. [ a little lighter. ]

[ktiseos]

[affection week is a lot. it means he's reaching up to rest a hand over where their cheek should be, keeping the veil between them.]

Very few people here do as they should.

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[ it sure is affection week. they stiffen a bit at this, a little surprised by it...

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I've noticed. [ bonk. it's their left cheek so they tilt into it for a moment. ] ... Staff has to do what they should. Little different when you work here, big guy.

[ktiseos]

Then I expect there is enough misbehavior in the rest of us to make up for it.

[he leaves his hand where it is.]

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I know it's gonna sound wild coming from me, but you guys should probably misbehave a little less...?

[ that's a little joking, at least. aquila lets the touch linger for a moment or two longer - and then they pull back, going to move to look at the flowers. ]

[ktiseos]

I do not make a habit of it, at the least.

[but he lets them pull away to go see the flowers, following after a moment.]

You asked mine. Which flowers do you prefer, then.

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[ they hum, walking down a line of flowers. ]

Snowdrops. [ easily. ] But, Estelle and I were talking about plum blossoms the other day. Those're nice, too.

[ktiseos]

[i hate you so much sisi

he says nothing about the first answer, but:]

You spoke of their meaning, I take it?

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A little bit. She read me some poetry, actually. Not usually my thing, but I'm starting to like it.

[ktiseos]

-what sort of poetry was it?

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About a landscape, or something? Iunno. I don't have memory for that thing. It was pretty, though.

[ktiseos]

...mm. I will ask her of it later, then.

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Yeah. I started reading 'em. Reminded me of ... somebody back home, so. I asked her for some recommendations and we got to talking about it. You a fan?

[ktiseos]

I cannot say I am very familiar with it myself.

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[ there's a little smile in their voice. ]

Yeah, most of the ones I knew before were dirty.

[ktiseos]

[tugs at their wing.]

Oh, of course they were.

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[ the wing flutters! ]

Hey! Why do you sound unsurprised! 's not like I wrote them!

[ktiseos]

Now that, I find surprising.

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[ they laugh at that, actually, genuinely. ]

I'm flattered, really, that you think I'm clever enough to write poetry.

[ktiseos]

How clever must one truly be to write-- that manner of it?

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[ ahem

they recite: ]

An insomniac fellow named Hatches
Took a room in a whorehouse in Natchez
He still tossed and turned
half the night, but he learned
How to manage by sleeping in snatches.

[ktiseos]

[ktiseos]

I do not understand.

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Guess you're not very clever, then, huh!


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