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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

Comments

[verypointed]

[w-wait what?

... on one hand, getting rid of mistletoe. On the other... mass murderer. What do.]

YOU!

[lunadickery]

Hero. Have you come to get in my way?

[verypointed]

... no actually, go right ahead. Let me know when you're done.

[lunadickery]

Oh? So now you suddenly approve of my actions? Barnaby Brooks Jr., are you aware of how your indecisiveness makes your justice weak and frail?

[verypointed]

I would just like to see how ineffective it is and what you'd do next. It has nothing to do with Justice. Not yet, anyway.

[lunadickery]

You think that having a magical plant that forces others to kiss one another without their consent has nothing to do with justice?

[verypointed]

I think that the people who've been subjected to it for over five years would have figured something out by now.

[lunadickery]

Just because it has existed for that long does not mean that it is just. I will not turn a blind eye to evil, no matter how insignificant it may be to others.

[verypointed]

I reiterate my first comment: let me know when you're done.

[lunadickery]

[Considering that the fire's not doing anything, it'll be a while]

Then stay out of my way, Hero.

[verypointed]

For the time being.

[lunadickery]

[GOOD. Meanwhile, he's just going to...stare at how ineffective his fire is.]

[verypointed]

[Yeap, that sure is ineffective]

[lunadickery]

[MAYBE IF HE CONCENTRATES REALLY HARD IT WILL WORK]

[verypointed]

[IS IT?]

[lunadickery]

[...No. BUT HE'S NOT GOING TO ADMIT THAT.]

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