Sit down, John

[bostonradical]

As grateful as I am that my voice is finally heard, I fail to see the purpose of this exercise. I know full well you have no intention of placing me in one of these “games”- not that I’m complaining, of course. God knows we’ve both plenty to do.

But to drag me out here for the sole purpose of entertainment, like some dancing girl before a crowd-

Really, madam. I believe that is beneath both our dignities.

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[heal_theworld]

Well, maybe it's actually to meet new people. How would that be beneath your dignity? [Here, have a random green haired woman, Adams.]

[bostonradical]

[Well. Green hair is...new. But let it not be said John Adams is ungracious! He won't stare for long]

You have a remarkable optimism, madam, that you might not share had you seen the clutter of her mind. [Oh, John. You have no idea who you are talking to.] Of course, I have no objection to conversation, but I highly doubt I have been brought here for my benefit.

[heal_theworld]

[She sees him staring, but doesn't comment. It's happened enough for her to not even care about it.] Well, it's always good to make the best of a bad situation. Anyway, if you hadn't been brought here, you wouldn't be talking to me. How about that?

[bostonradical]

Even I find it difficult to argue with that. [You see this grin? This is the stupid grin he gets around pretty young ladies.]

Allow me to present myself. John Adams, at your service. [A neat little bow.]

[heal_theworld]

[Martel giggles and gives him a curtsey in return for his bow.] Pleased to meet you, Mr. Adams. My name is Martel Yggdrasill.

[ex_independency479]

...Oh, good god.

I love you

[bostonradical]

[Aren't you a handsome devil? Just give him a moment to process this.] ...Well, this is new.

i love you as well

[ex_independency479]

That's one way of putting, sir. [ squints at ] I'd heard of the phenomenon before, this-- This dual existence, but never seen it so applicable.

[ooeeooahah]

Any idea where she intends to send you, sir?

[bostonradical]

Fortunately, madam, this is only a short reprieve from both our usual duties. I will find myself back in Philadelphia soon enough, God help me.

[ooeeooahah]

Trust me, sir - if the town or Mayfield gets mentioned, retreat is your best option.

As frustrating as that summer was for you... [ She pauses, seemingly realizing something. ] Well, let's just say Philadelphia is a much better choice.

[bostonradical]

Then the citizens of Mayfield have my sympathies. [Wait. What.] "Was?"

[ooeeooahah]

Oops. I'm not supposed to say anymore, but I will say... Thank You.

[i_got_this]

Yeah right, like mundanes have any idea what 'dignity' is in the first place. You're wasting your breath.

[bostonradical]

I seem to be doing a lot of that lately.

[i_got_this]

Really? What else does your mundane have you complaining about? [South's only been around a month or two and she's already comprised a lengthy list of complaints against her own mun.]

[bostonradical]

Not complaining, madam, arguing. Arguing for independence to an audience of deaf ears.

[i_got_this]

[Oh. Wait. What. Massive miscommunication in 3 ... 2... ]

Wait. You're with the Insurrectionists, aren't you? [South, honey, no, this is like the worst of bad decisions.]

[wipeyourfeet]

[Wow. It's loud and obnoxious around here. And it's wearing Wes down.]

We're all upset, okay? So would you mind shutting up?

[bostonradical]

If it were that easy to shut me up, sir, half of Congress would be greatly relieved.

[ki2k]

How very interesting indeed.