ONE HUNDRED ONE

[tehpuck]

Gods rejoice; I can once more grace all of you with my words, not some boring, repressed old poet. After a disappointingly intimate experience with the lines I received, I really have to ask

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[ishiah]

[tehpuck]

[ishiah]

[tehpuck]

[ishiah]

[tehpuck]

You'll be happy to know I went against my better judgement and neglected to bring a camera, yesterday, so you can stop perstering me.

[ishiah]

You owe me more in one bar tab than you could possibly attempt to blackmail me for, Robin, I wasn't worried.

I'm only wondering if attempting conversation today would spoil my mood.

[tehpuck]

I didn't think you were, thus my confusion at your newly-acquired habit of... oh, no, wait, you've been stalking me for years, confusion abated.

Keep wondering.

[ishiah]

Too late to salvage yours, I see. What exactly is the problem?

[tehpuck]

Ishiah, my not having a mother isn't an invitation for you to take up that office, hmm? Go preen or whatever it is you do with the time not spent making my life miserable. Don't you own a bar or something?

[ishiah]

I half suspect your race have no mothers simply because they couldn't take the shame.

You realise yesterday may be the longest we've spent in each other's company without one of us drawing his sword in a very long time.

[tehpuck]

Only half? How reserved of you.

And I am appalled by my temporal lack of better judgment.

[ishiah]

Only half because I know the actual reason; I assume you don't want me to share with the group?

Petulant ass.

[tehpuck]

When have you ever complied with my wishes?

No, no, I made those yesterday. Keep up with the times.

[ishiah]

Almost daily, Robin.

[tehpuck]

I meant the bigger ones, like discontinuing this obsession with me, not the little things like not crawling into my apartment at night or finding a tree to leave me in.