upon canon reviewing for tushanshu

[psychodeathfaerie]

I am glad thou art amused, child, for I will be taking repayment for this bit of mirth at my expense. "You can't knock it if it's true" does not diminish my displeasure. A deal was not discussed when the account was made, so the offer of a "game" in which to "play" is not proper compensation.

However, as you suggest, we may now enter into such an agreement. I do enjoy games. There is already much potential. A poetic boy, a former soldier, and my godson's dear apprentice. You would sacrifice them knowingly, my dear mundane, at the expense of others. Perhaps we will get along regardless of thy transgressions. We shall see.

Comments

[lecentre]

What's this about sacrificing people? [He's a little distracted by that because someone's mun may have mentioned who the poetic boy is.]

[psychodeathfaerie]

It is nothing so crass and literal as what you may be thinking, I assure you.

Are you one of the inhabitants of the-- Turtle?

[lecentre]

That's a relief. Though, I'm still not sure I like any interpretation of that...

Not just yet. I'll be arriving there shortly, however, mademoiselle.

[psychodeathfaerie]

Are you concerned in general, or is one of the people of whom I have made mention important to you?

"Mademoiselle"? Aren't you flattering.

[misguidedintent]

It should seem you'll have much to keep you busy if she sends you to this game, at the very least.

[psychodeathfaerie]

So it would appear.

Yours is a face I was not expecting to see again, Lady.

[misguidedintent]

This is a place of many marvels. Seeing those who had once lost their way is one of the many surprises it offers.

[wintershepherd]

I'm not sure I like those quotes around the words game and play. Those things shouldn't have to come with quotes, believe me.

[psychodeathfaerie]

It is a matter of perspective. Those things which are a game to my mundane are not the same for myself.

[wintershepherd]

Okay, I can understand that much. But since you made reference so sacrificing in the same breath, I'm not sure your definition is the one we should be going with.

[magicalpadawan]

I'm not going to be sacrificed to anything, least of all to you.

[psychodeathfaerie]

You have been keeping up with your training, I expect. Shall I test you?

[magicalpadawan]

I've been trying to. There aren't that many magic users there.

[windycitywizard]

Oh hell no. If you're so much as thinking of laying a finger on my apprentice again Lea, I will make this guy who's head I'm in put me in that game tonight.

[psychodeathfaerie]

It will be lovely to see you again, godson.

[windycitywizard]

I'd come up with a snappy line about you having a strange definition of "lovely" but I've realized lately that it's right up there with making snarky remarks about how wet water is.

Oh, could you tell your writer I love the user name though?

/ALL THE THREADJACKING don't hate me fox

[magicalpadawan]

Tony Stark is here.

[windycitywizard]

Oh man, the Tony Stark? You've got to introduce me. Maybe we can go out for a drink, you know, if he's not from one of the more alcoholic-y points in the comic.

[notrequiredtomakesense]

For some bizarre reason, my 'mun' has sent me to warn you that if you harm her poet she will not hesitate to equip him with iron.

[psychodeathfaerie]

It is my understanding that your 'mun' (or, indeed, any of them) cannot interfere in such a way. The poet must learn for himself.

It is not my intention to harm him. I am told he was curious. I would not want to deny him the pleasure.

[notrequiredtomakesense]

Surely you know the dangers of letting humans get too close.

[nicodemus]

I'm sure you'll have no troubles at all roping in whatever few there are. [ Oh but that's an interesting little perk. He'll tilt his head a little, curiosity piqued. He doesn't really care about the others more so than one in particular. ]

Dresden's apprentice is there as well?

(Lea is hostile; mun loves you though!)

[psychodeathfaerie]

I have no intention on speaking of this matter to you.

Lea why u gotta be like dat :C But <3s for all the Dresden File peeps

[nicodemus]

[ He doesn't look too fazed by Lea's response. But then again it is Nicodemus. So have a small humorless smile in reply. ]

I had assumed as much. I doubt you or your kind would be willing to speak of such dealings with myself, as it were.

[ Because of that whole Arctis Tor thing, he knows. Actions he was quite frankly unaware of and he really is rather indignant about that whole ordeal, not to mention the implications it implies of his order. ]

[undeadscourge]

Such trivial offerings are hardly adequate for one such as thou, much less one such as myself. Yet the manner that they entice what they have wrought is not done in fear or compromise. How strange, they are, considering themselves superior; would you not agree?