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[myegoisbig]

Poetry writing. Yes. That will calm my nerves.

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[skullcandykid]

Pardon my intrusion, but...

...I find sometimes it's best to vent frustrations.

[myegoisbig]

I take it out by being acidic, as well as a daily scuffle or so, but it doesn't cure the stupid.

[skullcandykid]

Stupidity is incurable, sir.

Perhaps a spar with...something not the object(s) of your frustration might be good?

[myegoisbig]

I know that much better than anyone, my lady.

Perhaps. Aside from daily training and schooling, but I'm sure arrangements could be made.

[skullcandykid]

You needn't be so formal with me.

It's a healthy thing, to unwind, sometimes.

[myegoisbig]

Tis the nature of a true gentleman.

I try to relax by writing poetry, but sometimes it doesn't just do.

[skullcandykid]

Indeed, but still. I'm hardly deserving of the title.

It would seem so. Hence, it's good to just get away for a while, no?

[myegoisbig]

You seem a fine lady to me.

When shall we meet?

[skullcandykid]

You're too kind, sir.

Ah...hmm. If it's not too much trouble, I'm free most of this afternoon.

...Oh, forgive me. I never introduced myself...My name is Chrome Dokuro.

[myegoisbig]

Marth Lowell, Prince of Altea.

Ah, well, I believe I should be free, lady Chrome.

[skullcandykid]

Il principe Marth, then. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Shall we meet at the cafe?

[myegoisbig]

The pleasure is mine.

I'll meet you there at your leisure, what time do you wish for me to be there?