Pre-Rayne all dialogue drabble
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This is my first fic of any kind. I welcome comments/concrit, but please be kind. Thanks for reading!
"Whatcha doin Girly?"
"Numbering the echoes of many suns."
"What? Ya mean countin' stars? Can't count stars. 'Eres too many of 'em."
"Fallacy. Anything can be counted. Reference points are required to avoid duplications."
"Whatever, Crazy."
"He has been partaking of spirituous liquors."
"Gorram right. Night off. No cat-house in sight."
"Cat's take tongues, resulting speech infeasible. You speak too often to abide such a paradigm."
"I ain't talkin' bout no cats, crazy, an' you knows it."
"She knows you speak of women who ply the vermilion trade."
"You just babble on, moon-brain. I ain't listenin'."
"Yet he remains in close proximity to her."
"I'll remain wherever the gorram hell place I want -- ruttin' Crazy Girl or not."
"You wish to rut with the Crazy Girl."
"Shénme? Jiàn tā de guĭ! I ain't never wanted nothin' less!"
"Protestations are poor means of concealment for one whose thoughts lie open to the sky."
"I don't -- my thoughts is my thoughts, and whatever they is -- and they's not what you say -- they's not free for pickin' by any gorram guàipĭ de rén what wants. I aint' -- Gorrammit! Guăn nĭ zìjĭ de shì!"
"He knows the points of light are fixed."
This is my first fic of any kind. I welcome comments/concrit, but please be kind. Thanks for reading!
"Whatcha doin Girly?"
"Numbering the echoes of many suns."
"What? Ya mean countin' stars? Can't count stars. 'Eres too many of 'em."
"Fallacy. Anything can be counted. Reference points are required to avoid duplications."
"Whatever, Crazy."
"He has been partaking of spirituous liquors."
"Gorram right. Night off. No cat-house in sight."
"Cat's take tongues, resulting speech infeasible. You speak too often to abide such a paradigm."
"I ain't talkin' bout no cats, crazy, an' you knows it."
"She knows you speak of women who ply the vermilion trade."
"You just babble on, moon-brain. I ain't listenin'."
"Yet he remains in close proximity to her."
"I'll remain wherever the gorram hell place I want -- ruttin' Crazy Girl or not."
"You wish to rut with the Crazy Girl."
"Shénme? Jiàn tā de guĭ! I ain't never wanted nothin' less!"
"Protestations are poor means of concealment for one whose thoughts lie open to the sky."
"I don't -- my thoughts is my thoughts, and whatever they is -- and they's not what you say -- they's not free for pickin' by any gorram guàipĭ de rén what wants. I aint' -- Gorrammit! Guăn nĭ zìjĭ de shì!"
"He knows the points of light are fixed."