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[flaerd]

Mun,
My dear mun.

I believe I am rubbing off on you, as they say.

This is a good thing, embrace it.


Ever yours,
Loki.

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[flaerd]

I agree, and dare I say that if there were not some initial sort of likeness we'd not at all be capable of even marginal cooperation. Which then says quite a bit of our muns characters, I must speak.

[i_am_a_maenad]

My dear mun has always wondered about that herself. [Maryann just laughs.]

[flaerd]

Your smile, my friend. I sense a kinship. Might I ask of your make?

[i_am_a_maenad]

That's not surprising as I'm a servant of Dionysus. He too has a love for chaos.

[flaerd]

Then, I say, you already know of mine.

[i_am_a_maenad]

Indeed, I'm well aware of you. I'd have to be living under a rock to not have heard of the famous God of Mischief.

[flaerd]

Flattery, as they say, gets you everywhere. [ Shall they sit? Shall they drink? please do invite him in. ]

[i_am_a_maenad]

Don't I know it~ I usually count on it. [Shameless flirt? Why yes she is. They should definitely have drinks. It's been so long since she's been close to a god.]

[flaerd]

[ Then drinks they can have. He'd never begrudge such a fine woman her pleasantries and ache for Godlike side. How ever could he? He will offer an arm, though. ]

Shall we mingle?