The Fifteenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Accidental Voice Post]

*sound of covers rustling, followed by footsteps*

...

*clears throat, coughs for several moments*

Hnnnnnn.

*silence followed by pacing footsteps. Then, sang in a soft tone:*

Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages
Golden lads and girls all

Comments

[bringmyhorizon]

And here I thought I'd never have to hear your voice again.

[frenzied_ballad]

Disappointing?

[bringmyhorizon]

Slightly.

[frenzied_ballad]

Still broken?

[bringmyhorizon]

Ask Johanna.

[frenzied_ballad]

I was speaking of your compass.

[bringmyhorizon]

So was I.

1/2

[frenzied_ballad]

2/2

[frenzied_ballad]

You gamble with your life when you speak of her in such a manner. Leave her be.

[bringmyhorizon]

Nothing I haven't gambled plenty of times before.

As it were, I was only helping her find what she desired...

[frenzied_ballad]

Such callousness.

Do you still care for that shave?

[bringmyhorizon]

I hardly see why it should concern you, seeing how you've dropped one lass for another, eh?

I think I'll have to pass on that one, mate.

[frenzied_ballad]

And foolishness.

Oh, you're in need of a razor's touch, Captain. I will see to it that you get the best shave.

[bringmyhorizon]

I prefer "daft".

Says you.

[frenzied_ballad]

Lecherous fool. Have you no idea what you're getting into?

And what've you to fear?

[bringmyhorizon]

Going in blind always makes for a more interesting outcome, don't you think?

Absolutely nothing. I never said it was a matter of fear.