Seven Duels

[tangodelamuerte]

I will be brief. Juliet's skin is marked with dark, rosy specks that make her most uncomfortable. Her head burns hotly. I bring to her water to sooth the throat and have tried small aids to cease but a few of the unfortunate symptoms. Is there no cure to this? Her nurse dear is afar in our house nestled in Verona's bosom. Hours pass and still she

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[discanted]

The hospital, sir, if there is no physicial that will see her in person.

[tangodelamuerte]

The attentive angel in disguise Martha Jones will be coming shortly. All the same I thank thee for such a suggestion.

[discanted]

Consider it a tribute from the Montague.

[tangodelamuerte]

Here stands admittance then? So easily thou hast cast aside the charade after carrying out so long.

[discanted]

Here stands the jest, sir.

Now find your doctor, the girl can't wait on your whims.

[tangodelamuerte]

You misunderstand, I wait and she is to find me. There's no joy had in your mocking of long standing tradition as well as a most warranted feud.

[discanted]

Most warranted, as all wars are.

[tangodelamuerte]

No man goes charging into battle without a banner held on high nor a reason for drawing his sword.