The niceties.
Me: *looks at the window* Ah, my arch-nemesis, we meet again...
Writing: *hauls himself up onto the sill, brandishing a rapier in his black fencing gloves* I've finally caught up to you. It's been too long.
Me: Funny, it seems you're never that far behind--
Writing: *interrupts* You cannot escape me, you languid bog-sloth. *steps into the room*
Me: *backs up; placatingly* I'm not escaping, I just... forget.
Writing: You can only "conveniently" forget for so long before there's a reckoning. *levels the rapier at the retreating man's throat*
Me: ... *glances warily at the pointed weapon* That's hardly sporting...
Writing: *shrugs* I've found it's more effective than a bic. Wouldn't you agree? *feints a lunge forward*
Me: *dodges with a foppish yelp*
Writing: *hauls himself up onto the sill, brandishing a rapier in his black fencing gloves* I've finally caught up to you. It's been too long.
Me: Funny, it seems you're never that far behind--
Writing: *interrupts* You cannot escape me, you languid bog-sloth. *steps into the room*
Me: *backs up; placatingly* I'm not escaping, I just... forget.
Writing: You can only "conveniently" forget for so long before there's a reckoning. *levels the rapier at the retreating man's throat*
Me: ... *glances warily at the pointed weapon* That's hardly sporting...
Writing: *shrugs* I've found it's more effective than a bic. Wouldn't you agree? *feints a lunge forward*
Me: *dodges with a foppish yelp*