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[ofthehollowhill]

A game? Who says I have any interest in a game. An' what sorta name is Amatomnes or Atia?

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You mean-

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[and quite possibly a flushing of his cheeks before that stubborn look arises]

I got enough to do without you doin' something crazy like that! So don't even think about it! Anyway, you gotta change your application since you've been draggin' your feet, and you got other things to be doing too!

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[ofthehollowhill]

... all them dragons are dead.

[fairyonacid]

Did you use your magic? [Teasing him so much.]

[ofthehollowhill]

Magic? I ain't got no magic. Stuff like that don't even exist.

[fairyonacid]

Just like dragons, yeah?

[ofthehollowhill]

I... Maybe? Used to be skulls in the castle- though not like I'd been there. Never heard of no magician.

[fairyonacid]

Whoever is dealing you shrooms in the afterlife, I want to meet them. [Wait, that joke was too early to make. She frowns.]

[ofthehollowhill]

Shrooms?

[fairyonacid]

Mushrooms. [What is up with you, Chris?]

[ofthehollowhill]

I ain't been eating no mushrooms.

[fairyonacid]

Then what is up with you? What happened?

[ofthehollowhill]

What happened, when? I don't need to eat mushrooms. Don't even know if any are growing... Probably just make you sick anyway.

[fairyonacid]

[She moves to touch his face, angle him to look into his eyes.]

You seem different. And not just the dirty on you. Good luck, by the way. Rugged. Wow.

[ofthehollowhill]

[There is that surprised look.

For a moment he stands like that, before pulling his face away, annoyance and suspicion flaring.]

Just who the heck are you? You with one of them houses? Don't really look like a lady.

[fairyonacid]

Houses? [She doesn't know what that means.] And I mean my dad's not lord. He's a painter... you know this already.

[ofthehollowhill]

An' I'm telling you I don't- 'less he came to buy some armor or a horse shoe...?

[fairyonacid]

Why would he want armor or a horseshoe?

[ofthehollowhill]

It's why people come to a blacksmith...

[fairyonacid]

[They need blacksmiths in heaven? But then her face straightens.]

So it's a game then, yeah? If you're a blacksmith I want to be a serving wench.

[ofthehollowhill]

You mean you are a serving wench?

[fairyonacid]

If you're a blacksmith. [A shrug.] That's how it goes.