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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

Comments

[beautytopsthe]

He's so enthusiastic...

[bluetilator]

His convictions are strong.

[beautytopsthe]

Mmhm. I wonder how long he's going to try?

[bluetilator]

He will try until he burns himself out, one way or another.

[beautytopsthe]

Oh my, I hope not! What if something else caught on fire?

[bluetilator]

His emotional strength will desert him before his power does.

[beautytopsthe]

You think so?

[bluetilator]

He is powerful. I can tell.

[beautytopsthe]

Oh...yes, I guess he is.

[bluetilator]

Maybe he will fight me and I will test how far his strength goes.

[beautytopsthe]

Ooh, like a sparring match?

[bluetilator]

Like a fight to the death.

[beautytopsthe]

...I-I guess you can do that here since we have the Moogles...

[bluetilator]

Even here I cannot die.

[beautytopsthe]

...is that bad?

[bluetilator]

I do not know.