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[winewomenand]

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[ Goodfellow is sitting on the rooftop of one of the apartment buildings - notably not his own, but Ishiah's. The cheap green and white aluminum and polyester beach chair he's sitting in creaks when he leans back and folds his arms behind his curly chestnut-haired head, large sunglasses more expensive than most people's rent

Comments

[fangfatale]

Still complaining?

[winewomenand]

Any complaints I have registered, Delilah, are completely reasonable and wholly justified.

[fangfatale]

Wholly pointless.

[winewomenand]

In your opinion, which I do not recall counting for much to me outside of business being that you are a man-eating piece of reasonably attractive, perpetually shedding Kin ass.

[cal_sitter]

Put a troll underneath you and a crossbow bolt through your leg, and this becomes a familiar picture.

[winewomenand]

Alas, poor Abbagor. I knew him.

Going to join the rousing chorus in accusing me of morbidity? I am beginning to feel as if I should go back on my own prohibition and find a lyre somewhere to play?

[cal_sitter]

He was rotten before the laying in.

Why not perpepuate the myth and pick up a fiddle? Surely you can outdo half of Nashville.

[winewomenand]

I thought that perpetuating things was what I was attempting already. Am I not doing a good enough job?

I promised you and Cal dinner. I will let you decide when and where. In the meantime, I am going to prepare a drunken salute. A wake for hundreds, apparently. What are you going to do?

[charitaslamia]

You paint an interesting picture of the anticipated event, Robin.

[winewomenand]

Far better than an uninteresting picture of the completely banal.

[charitaslamia]

Very true.

Am I to understand there are still people trapped inside the prison?

[winewomenand]

Hundreds. Thousands perhaps.

[backward]

You must have been a rare treat inside prison walls. Enjoyed the showers?

[winewomenand]

I was not captured, but I am sure that if I were, they would quickly become much more adept at not dropping the soap.

[backward]

What a shame. You would have been in your element.

[had_not_lived]

They arrested you?

[winewomenand]

They arrested a close friend of mine. Of sorts. I was forced to relieve him of his torment.