[sitting on a distant hill, the air around her is distinctly cold as the patch of grass around her slowly freezes, melts and freezes again in constant battle with the warm evening.
Kaiko, for her part, is simply sitting and watching the fires dance and crackle.
Kaiko, for her part, is simply sitting and watching the fires dance and crackle.
...What a waste of good firewood.]
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I'm... I'm sorry?
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You should take care. With that outfit one might mistake you for your lover with cut hair.
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W--what?! How did yo-- No, no, no! I don't have one!
.....
*blush*
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For a wise emperor, you certainly don't know how to lie.
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I've should have known you're different Kaiko that I used to know. So what are you? A fortune teller or something?
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[ignore the sword on her back in a frozen scabbard and the way the grass around her has frosted over]
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Um... My apologies. I didn't mean to be rude?
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Failed Queen. As in Queen no longer; there's no need for pomp or ceremony.
[she'd hated that anyway]
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Um.. Some sort like that...
[He's more to modern days, so his 'brain' couldn't compute much.]
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It doesn't matter much.
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Say Kaiko, at your world, how do I look like? And his lover, is it the same?
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You look like you.
Only older and more prone to launching bloody conquests in search of a cure for a diva doomed to die.
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That would be complicated. I ensure you I'm nothing like him. Just an ordinary robot.
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