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[riastrad_ridire]

[A; late morning; around town]

[Lancer is walking around town. Nothing unusual. Normal clothes, normal lance over his shoulder, normal gray horse walking next to him--wait what

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[wolf_faerie]

[Animals are always relevant to her interest. Always.]

When did you get a horse?

[riastrad_ridire]

Little while ago. Guess Mayfield decided 'hey, this guy doesn't have enough problems, let's ship him his own horse'.

[wolf_faerie]

Well, you'll need a place to put him, won't you...still, at least you can ride him!

[riastrad_ridire]

Yeah, figured I'd turn the garage into some kinda stable or something. Not like anyone was using it.

[wolf_faerie]

Mm, that would work.

Does he have a name?

[riastrad_ridire]

Liath Macha. Shame his brother isn't here--then again, taking care of both of them might drive me crazy here.

[wolf_faerie]

Really? This is Liath Macha? [o m g]

[riastrad_ridire]

Yeah, that's exactly right.

[wolf_faerie]

So now you just need Dub Sainglend and the chariot and you can ride around like you used to!

[riastrad_ridire]

Exactly.

[And then Mayfield would have Cu Chulainn challenging Alexander the Great to a goddamn chariot race.]

[Things like this are why the Nasuverse exists.]

[wolf_faerie]

And if someone else gets a chariot, you can race!

[Clearly that is the reason.]

[riastrad_ridire]

If that happens, maybe things will stop being so damn boring around here.

[wolf_faerie]

It isn't boring when they're doing strange things... [Or when they're trying to kill people.]

[riastrad_ridire]

Yeah, I guess not. Still, I don't have a damn clue what to do with myself when it gets so quiet.

[wolf_faerie]

Besides drink?