dear_mun | Upon looking at heyfreemagic

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Magic? Bloody magic.

No. Absolutely not.

I assume on account of you.

It was all like that before I got there.

I'm just the first one to think of using exploding penguins as projectile weapons.

Don't that seem a bit cruel?

Fuck if I care.

Hn.

[That was an opinion of some sort, apparently.]

The hunter cares about cruelty to penguins?

S'one thing to hunt game. At least those beasts are dangerous.

And it's another to explode something for fun?

Yeah.

You kill people over gravel.

I'm paid to do it.

And I enjoy blowing things up.

Or bludgeoning them.

With crowbars.

[They're so uh... similar?]

That makes me a man with a profession, and you a bloody whackjob.

If you say so.

At least I'm enjoying myself.

So long as you don't enjoy yourself around me. Not that there's much to be done about it in a place like this.

I'd like to see you stop me.

And I'd like for you to bugger off, but we don't always get what we want, now do we?

[ He shrugs and disappears. Is he gone? Is he back to being a hallucination? Was he real to begin with? ]

[Answers RED doesn't want to know, but he'll ask himself when you turn up again.]