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[callisto_rta]

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[gil_karm]

DAMN, Deacon...Wyatt refers to me as a stallion, but how many girls are you dating now?

[deacon_bayle]

You should know by now, I am a gentleman, therefore I cannot possibly answer that question.

I still require a hammock. Do be a friendly chap and remind the Duchess, won't you?

[gil_karm]

Sure. I'll tell her to order one.

Meanwhile, I think computing your love life requires a sliderule.

(Someone else getting lovelife flack is SOOOOOO refreshing.)

[deacon_bayle]

Flak? So when it all starts to hit the fan, you're the man I should seek for advice? So noted!

And I find accountants are better than any sliderule in existance. Probably because they know how to use the damned things better than I do.

[emma_rta]

Youch!

Hee.

[deacon_bayle]

*Eyes Caine*

Is my House about to come tumbling down?

[callisto_rta]

Power through whoring? Tsk.

[deacon_bayle]

Strange, the only Mandrake I've seen at Jacks doesn't avail herself of the whores.

People may talk all they like, this is why gossip and innuendo abounds. If they deal in truth, they would speak either to the ladies or gentlemen in question to discover whether or not decency prevails.

Those intent on spreading malicious rumor or slandering reputation shall find themselves no friend of mine or House Bayle. Let us see if they are brave enough to make themselves known.

[deacon_bayle]

And never let it be said that Caine ever received a bottle of Bayle's piss by deliberate mistake.

This is why Caine 'hearts' me... Arianne, get down, dowwwwwn!

*Runs away from Caine's pet wolf*

[emma_rta]

I'm sure it's just a matter of time until you get more, dear.

[gil_karm]

Maybe, but you'll be in the crossfire, Red. ;)

[emma_rta]

You'd better make that worthwhile, then.

[callisto_rta]

That implies we're dating, and I'm not using him for free food and booze.