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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

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[bluetilator]

That will not work. Your actions are pointless.

[bluetilator]

I was capable of that long before the humans.

[lunadickery]

...Do you pride yourself on that?

[bluetilator]

I did, once. I was a ruler of many and crushed all who got in my way. I moved with the force of a gale, and my heart was as empty as the coldest depths of space.

[lunadickery]

Then you are a sinner.

[bluetilator]

Do you wish to punish me? Can you make this noise in my head stop? Humans have perished because of my weakness. I even enjoyed this weed, and the way it makes people bend to me. I am beyond monstrous.

[lunadickery]

For one such as you, who freely admits to such-

[Apologies. This rant about JUSTICE has been interrupted due the seasonal migration of Anas platyrhynchos having an unfortunate collision with his face.

And somewhere, a dog is laughing at him.]

[bluetilator]

[and with the sight of that fowl encounter, Illyria suddenly loses all desire to fight him]

[lunadickery]

[don't worry, no one will blame her for feeling that way]

[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?