AUDIENCE FOR: Emet-Selch

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[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!


[ wehehehehehe ]

[ktiseos]

Oh, do be quiet--

[it's not his fault he doesn't know what a snatch is!!]

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[ hahah!!! they win!!!! they seem deeply pleased with themselves actually, skipping off ahead a few steps. nyehehe ]

[ktiseos]

[hmPH.

he follows, though, arms folded as well as he can manage with his broken-ass arm.]

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[ your broken arm nerfs your grump.

they will slow down to let him walk next to them after a moment, though, still preening. ]

[ktiseos]

[he does so, then, joining them at their side.]

...it is pleasant here, I think. A relief that it cannot be used for murder.

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[ they fold their hands behind their back. ]

Mmhm. I like parts of this place a lot, actually. Even if it's uh. Y'know.