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Come on, sweetheart. We both know this isn't going anywhere, so why bother? You were apping that magic kid somewhere, right? Besides, I'm not your type. Don't you have some queen to go bother or something?

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You'd be surprised how often they don't go for their type, mate.

You sound like you're speaking from experience.

Me? Nah. I hit straight on my mun's type.

But there are occasions.

That's encouraging. Still, could be worse. It usually is.

She better be apping her.

[Don't be so aggressive, Dairine. You'll get castmates eventually. Just be patient. ~~Newsflash: Dair has no patience.~~]

Calm down, kid. Plans haven't changed, she's just not so good about carrying them out quickly.

Your Mun knows a Queen?

More like she's got a couple stuck up here. [He taps his head] She seems particularly fond of the Tudors. And then there's the elf.

I can't say I have heard of them. [A pause.] An elf? What are they like?

Oh, she's alright for royalty. [Welp. He has no idea who he's talking to.] A bit uptight, though- and the whole psychic thing is a little creepy.

[Thanks, Indy. Galadriel loves you too.]

That would be expecting common sense out of muns. A futile expectation,at best.

Call me an optimist, but I'm hoping her short attention span will kick in.

A common infliction among muns. Personally, I blame poetry and dime novels. Both are far too sensational for young minds.

Since when does poetry count as sensational?

[You are speaking to an opinionated Edwardian lady egyptologist, Indiana.]

You follow these newfangled notions of children's education, sir?

Edited 2013-08-02 14:22 (UTC)

I wouldn't say it's newfangled, ma'am. The teaching of poetry has been a fairly standard element of education off and on since the Ancient Greeks.

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