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[mynameisinigo]

Inigo did not think he liked the dinosaurs any longer, though it had to be said that Inigo did not think he liked the dinosaurs in the first place, not even the little ones. Particularly not when the little ones swarmed the edges of the compound and Inigo was forced to stab them with his sword to keep them from getting inside. Inigo had not minded

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[g_casanova]

"That's very shiny," Jack observed. He had finished visiting Gwen and was trying to find some good books to read. He had finally settled on a copy of Don Quixote in Spanish and Phantom of the Opera in Italian. The trouble with knowing multiple languages on the island was he rarely had anyone to talk to them in.

[mynameisinigo]

"Yes, it is," agreed Inigo with some pride, forgetting his mission for just a moment. "I worked very hard to get all of the dinosaur blood off of my blade."

[g_casanova]

Casanova smiled in admiration. "I see. How many dinosaurs did you kill? Are you a knight?"

[mynameisinigo]

"No, my friend, I am no knight, I am a master swordsman," said Inigo, doing a momentary bit of fancy footwork, simply because he could. "I killed many dinosaurs, but they were very small."

[g_casanova]

"Ah, I see. My apologies," Casanova replied although he did not look disappointed to be talking to a master swordsman even if he only killed small dinosaurs. "Oh, and I seem to have forgotten my manners. I am Giacomo Casanova. But you can call me Jack if you like."

[mynameisinigo]

"Giacomo," said Inigo, nodding his head approvingly. "This is a good name. My name is Inigo Montoya, and I am pleased to make your acquaintence, Jack."

[g_casanova]

Jack grinned, pleased to have made a new friend. Particularly a useful one. "Likewise, Inigo. Tell me more about your sword and yourself."

[mynameisinigo]

If there was one thing Inigo liked to talk about, it was his sword. "Ah, this sword," he said, giving it a loving stroke, "this sword was created by my father Domingo Montoya, the finest craftsman of swords that there has ever been."

[g_casanova]

"Brilliant," Jack murmured. And rather convenient as well but one could hardly judge a man for thinking highly of his father's skills. "Does it...she have a name?"

[mynameisinigo]

"I think I could not name my sword any more than I could name my arm or my eye," said Inigo. "The sword, it is a part of me."