FIRST;

[inhabilis]

Looks like I might turn out to be that lucky son of a bitch who spends his life surrounded by beautiful women. Work, work, work.

Can't say much for the rest of you, though. Enjoying yourselves, o' pungent ones?

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[not_riku_thx]

Pungent huh?

And aren't you just a bed of roses.

[inhabilis]

It certainly does waft, doesn't it? That nice rosy smell.

[bitterdrink]

...You're suspicious.

[inhabilis]

You know what they say about talking to strangers, right?

[bitterdrink]

You don't know where I am.

Who are you?

[inhabilis]

You sound so sure.

As someone else so succinctly put it, "a new face".

[big_kitty]

A new face, I see~

Or perhaps, just an unfamiliar one.

[inhabilis]

There's hardly a difference between the two, anyway.

[big_kitty]

Is that so? I think one can be unfamiliar without being new. Especially in this city~

[inhabilis]

Oh?

[falsusinuno]

To which beauty do you refer? The inner, the outer, or the kind that reveals itself long after you've died?

[inhabilis]

So many questions. Doesn't it get old after a while?

[falsusinuno]

You ought to know better, Holden. Without questions, life would only be an inauthentic existence. We can't have that, now can we?

[inhabilis]

Now that's an indiscretion. I must be slipping. Or maybe your outlook's just too bleak?

[edgedsanity]

No.

[inhabilis]

Short and sweet. I like it.