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[thedandynottheclown]

Not that I don't appreciate being 'let out to play', and it's about time, frankly, but I have a little quibble with where you've decided to let me loose.

Not to cast aspersions on anyone's character, but the moderator's decorative choices aren't the most welcoming, you must admit.

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[comeonthensexy]

Don't lie to the man. We get even worse.

[thedandynottheclown]

...I'm not sure I want to know, but I think you understand the allure of curiosity.

[comeonthensexy]

Eleventh!

[ A grin and a hand to shake for you, Three! ]

Past the thousand years mark, at least, and this body's had over three centuries and still going strong. So I guess I'm doing a pretty good job after all.

[thedandynottheclown]

[A handshake and a smile returned, this one's got an infectiously cheerful air, doesn't he?]

I'd say something about wearing out ten bodies in a thousand years, but the lives we lead, I'm a little surprised we reached eleven at all.

[comeonthensexy]

[ Yes, he does. You're very welcome. ]

Oh, give us some credit, we're not that bad.

[thedandynottheclown]

You'd know more than me, I suppose, so far I've only had old age and execution. Pardon me, 'forced regeneration'.

[comeonthensexy]

Ah, yes. The last two go's were saving someone else, which isn't too bad.

[ We absolutely do not talk about the time before those, though. ]

[thedandynottheclown]

Well, that is something of a comfort. There's nothing too embarrassing coming, is there? Regeneration due to falling down the stairs or similar?

[comeonthensexy]

...err. Well...

[ Cough. We don't talk about Six's death either. ]

[thedandynottheclown]

[...sigh.] I'll just make a mental note to be more cautious around stairs, shall I?

[comeonthensexy]

No, not the stairs, that's not going to get you anywhere. Training bikes, on the other hand...

[ Okay so I guess we are talking about Six's death. But it is Six. ]

[thedandynottheclown]

Training bikes? Oh, no, don't tell me we take up exercising, don't we get enough of that from all the running?

To say nothing of the embarrassment death by athletic equipment.

[comeonthensexy]

We get a, ah... training enthusiast as a companion. And I guess I was doing as little running as I could possibly manage at the time.

[ex_fourmidable296]

Well, you might, but I certainly don't. I always know what I'm doing.

[BLATANT LIES.]

[comeonthensexy]

Of course you do. Just as much as me.

[ex_fourmidable296]

That's hardly an apt comparison. After all, I don't know about you specifically, so I wouldn't know how careful you are.

[comeonthensexy]

Three centuries. I think that says plenty.

[ex_fourmidable296]

Oh dear. I've gotten old.

[comeonthensexy]

...yeah, I rather have, a bit.

[ex_fourmidable296]

At least you look good for a thousand or so. Not decomposing, that's always good.

[comeonthensexy]

Oh, yes. Definitely.