» viginti septem

[unkindnessof]

Oh, perfect. I should have known my streak of luck was due to run out sooner rather than later.

Though if anyone offers me pie today, I can't be held responsible for the consequences.

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[i_themagician]

... Do I want to ask?

[unkindnessof]

No.

1/2

[i_themagician]

[i_themagician]

... May I anyway?

[unkindnessof]

Only if you enjoy the sensation of your brain leaking from your ears.

[i_themagician]

I do, actually.

[unkindnessof]

Do you. Just my luck.

[i_themagician]

Mm.

It's invigorating; you should try it.

[unkindnessof]

Invigorating, riiiight. I'll pass.

[i_themagician]

... At least, I assumed you were being figurative about the brain-leaking and not literal.

That would be decidedly less comfortable.

[unkindnessof]

I'd imagine so, yes. Who are you?

[i_themagician]

Oh! That's right, we haven't met, have we? My apologies.

I'm Clow Reed. And I already know that you're Raven because I pay attention!

[unkindnessof]

... right.

Raven. Do you always ask questions that look like they shouldn't be asked?

[i_themagician]

Unfortunately, I fail to understand the concept of questions that shouldn't be asked.

[unkindnessof]

Clearly.