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[gentles]

Please tell me you know what you're doing, because I honestly don't like the sound of this one bit.

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so me and edmund-mun were just talking about you and then you appeared. you're magic.

[ineuphony]

...? You're coming to the ship?

it's a gift.

[gentles]

It appears so.

a magical gift !!

[ineuphony]

It's not all bad. The ship, I mean. It is a little odd, but it's pretty peaceful for the most part.

:3

[gentles]

Yes but.... living on a ship isn't exactly the most appealing idea.

we are very excited for you btw. and other folks too of course. edmund's cr i bet.

[ineuphony]

But on the bright side, it'll be exciting!

i'm glad! it seems like a really cool game!

[gentles]

Exciting.

[Sounds like something Lucy would say.]

Because I certainly need more excitement in my life.

it is! you missed edmund trying to fix a washing machine and it caught on fire and made ducks.

[ineuphony]

There's nothing wrong with that, is there?

oh edmund. /shakes head

[gentles]

I suppose not, if it's in small doses.

we recently lost our peter, though. so he's very emo ):

[ineuphony]

The ship has its small doses from time to time. But there are moments when they're pretty huge.

:c

[gentles]

How...huge?

maybe susan will cheer him up??? L O L .....

[ineuphony]

The ship's been underwater, once. But we were able to breathe, so it wasn't so bad.

hi

[lionsandsnow]

{ Of course, having the world destroyed and having to live the days aboard a bally space-ship is most certainly something to not like the sound of

--but he's aboard that bally space-ship, and one brow is quick to quirk up. } Like it all you want, it's your mun's say where you'll end up more than yours.

/waves

[gentles]

[She purses her lips into a thin line.]

I think it's all fairly far fetched. Why shouldn't I have as just much say in where I'm supposed to go as my mun?

i would glomp you but i fear breaking you :3

[lionsandsnow]

Mundanes have their fun getting any sort of rise out of you. A scowl's a shovel since you'll be digging your own grave. So to speak.

psh. COME AT ME.

[gentles]

Grim choice of words, Edmund.

LET ME LOVE YOU

[lionsandsnow]

It's such a bore there, that's what you'd rather be doing.

[gentles]

Ah.

Well, I've heard you've had no trouble getting into your fair share of messes.

[lionsandsnow]

What messes?

[gentles]

Something about ducks and a washing machine?

[lionsandsnow]

{ Right. That was one of them. Edmund's jaw sort of... drops. A little. At the fact that the word's gotten out but

eugh. Muns. } Yes, well, that wasn't entirely my fault. --we cleaned up afterwards and everything.