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[thispersnickety]

[IN YOUR MESS HALL TODAY: two individuals sit at a table with a banner above their heads that reads:

OFFERING FRIENDLY ADVICE:
Deception; it isn't just for your enemies!

Those individuals? None other than Mukuro Rokudou and Veronica Mars. The forecast is sardonic.]

((Attack of the terrible attention spans; Veronica is off to bed and Mukuro is

Comments

[charmer_snake]

I suppose it would depend on how you define 'enemies', wouldn't it?

((workninja~))

[thispersnickety]

I tend to define enemies the usual way.

[charmer_snake]

And what way would that be?

[thispersnickety]

You know, some people in life stick by you. And some stab you in the back. Guess which ones are your enemies.

[charmer_snake]

Oh? But some people won't stab you in the back unless they learn something about you they don't like. Are they enemies even before then?

[thispersnickety]

That depends on whether you're the one who's done the stabbing, now doesn't it.

[charmer_snake]

Things are rarely that straightforward.

[thispersnickety]

That's true. But there always comes a time when regardless of the shades of grey you deal in, you've got to work out which side you're on. That's the hard part.

[charmer_snake]

Even more so when someone decides they're on the opposite side from you.

[thispersnickety]

Now that one sounds like a story.

[charmer_snake]

Mm, perhaps. But you probably have stories of your own - you're the one behind the table, after all.

[thispersnickety]

I have plenty. But I already know my stories. I'm far more curious about yours.

[charmer_snake]

The same could be said for me. Perhaps you should at least introduce yourself first.

[thispersnickety]

Whoops! I'm Veronica. And you're?

[charmer_snake]

I'm Medusa.

[thispersnickety]

Nice to meet you.