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[heroic_silence]

My home is little more than rubble - I should feel something - loss, regret... and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?

It would seem that worldly things hold little value anymore.

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[peaceinvanity]

Oh. Oh~!
You have done it! Quoted...Quoted Hamlet! How absolutely wonderful~
Tell me~
I am going to see a play with a man named Yazoo. I don't know what yet...but would you like to join us~?
You feel strange like he does as well...~
Perhaps though, that is just me...
Oh say you'll come~!
It would be lovely to mee more people to go with to see the theatre~

[heroic_silence]

*raises eyebrow*

You are indeed well-versed in theatrical prose. I was not expecting to be caught.

Strange...?

And you would invite a perfect stranger?

[peaceinvanity]

*giggle* But I got you~ ♥

Yes, hm...strange~

Is there a reason I should not? Hm?
Oh I hope not...My name is Kuja, by the way
And you? What is your name?

[heroic_silence]

Yes, it would appear you did.

Only that strangers cannot always be trusted.

I am Lexaeus.

[notclearcut]

Oh, wow. @A@ I'm really sorry for you.

[heroic_silence]

*nods* Thank you. But your sympathy is unnecessary.

After all, people matter far more than things.