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[solo_insanity]

[There is a knocking on your door. Insistent. Loud. It doesn't matter really where you live or what fake address you've given him to where you live, he'll venture the halls.

It is a nice day. Warm sunshine if one looks. Why waste it?]

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[tempersword]

[Opens the door.

... Moves to close it.]

[solo_insanity]

[He doesn't block the door closing. That would be poor manners, but he does sigh.]

Do they teach all you Exorcists to be so unkind to your neighbors? Or are there just not enough people living close to that dank castle so you get practice as this?

[tempersword]

I just don't want to associate with you. [Mostly by virtue of being a Noah.]

[solo_insanity]

You can pretend I am anything else. Does that make it better?

[tempersword]

No, it doesn't. Go away.

[solo_insanity]

Come now, my dear. I'm just out today for a bit of fun. And not even the mischief that you would disapprove of. Care to join me?

[tempersword]

No. Go find somebody else to bother.

[solo_insanity]

That's a rather firm no. And why would that be?

[tempersword]

I don't make a habit of being acquaintances with your kind.

[solo_insanity]

Then consider it a casual introduction. I'm sure that will be agreeable to you.

[tempersword]

[A pause.] And what are you planning to do that you think I'd actually agree to?

[solo_insanity]

Bison hunting.

[tempersword]

... What?

[solo_insanity]

See. That wasn't a no, was it?

You'd be surprised what you can find in this place if you wander enough. Bison happen to be one of those things.