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[bladed_siberian]

As much fun as it is to read everything being posted, I think I'll be glad when the population decides to keep their fiction to themselves.

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[cry_reaper]

I tried to get Mercy to write some about us, but she declined.

[bladed_siberian]

Why would you try and get a friend of yours to write stories about us?

[cry_reaper]

For harmless fun.

[bladed_siberian]

What kind of stories did you have in mind?

[cry_reaper]

Any kind. I was curious to see if the fiction could live up to the reality.

[bladed_siberian]

Am I really getting that lackluster?

[cry_reaper]

Love, that was a compliment, I was saying that we're better than anyone's imagination. Unless you think differently?

[bladed_siberian]

Not a chance.

[cry_reaper]

I didn't think so. Are you still at work?

private voice

[bladed_siberian]

Afraid so. Cameron's taking a bit of a vacation off so I'm in charge. It's going to be a late night.

private voice

[cry_reaper]

Oh, of course, I remember, I'm so sorry. Can I bring you anything?

private voice

[bladed_siberian]

... you can come visit. There's no one around.

private voice

[cry_reaper]

Ken, are you proposing something naughty?

private voice

[bladed_siberian]

Maybe?

private voice

[cry_reaper]

Really? Well, give me a few minutes and I'll head on out. Shall I bring you anything else?

private voice

[bladed_siberian]

Not unless you want to.