The Merry Memoirs of War.

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*handed the papyrus parchment of his prosaic duties, he loosens the sash about the cylinder, allowing the bottom rod to topple over his lap and onto the floor; the list doubtlessly long. Streaming his eyes across the unremitting task, he uses his left hand's forefinger to score a vermilion band through each accomplished engagement.

Preform

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~rolls her eyes~

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Now, *that* made sense.

Re: ~rolls her eyes~

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Ochun speaks sincerely and without guile:

Probably not very long, considering she's a goddess and all. Something about phenomenal cosmic powers or something...

Ochun discreetly gathers any small, adorable creatures to hide behind her skirts.

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Oh, Please.