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[pretty_sweeting]

Good even, friends. I am Olivia, a countess of Illyria. I am told I am in a play called Twelfth Night, or What You Will, by William Shakespeare. If you know this play you know also my foolish history, so foolish it makes me blush to think of it. Imagine, a woman to fall in love with another woman while she is dressed as a man! I did marry that

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[truant_horatio]

Madam! *bows and kisses her hand courteously* 'Tis a pleasure, indeed, to see thee here.

[pretty_sweeting]

*nods graciously* "Thee," sir? Are we on such good terms already?

[truant_horatio]

I crave your pardon, Madam! I answered without consideration, and failed, indeed, to address you with respect; I do regret it. I pray you will forgive me.

[pretty_sweeting]

*smiles* You have my forgiveness, good Horatio.

[harper_angel]

TYPIST: OH SQUEE.

It's nice to meet you, Olivia. I think I'm going to have to agree with your statement about this place's sanity -- though it does make for a lot of fun times.

[pretty_sweeting]

Thank you, madam. It is likewise a pleasure to meet you.

(Typist: *g*)

[turnthepage_boy]

Hello, fair lady! *bows elegantly* I can assure you, my lady, that I am entirely in my wits!

[pretty_sweeting]

*eyes Geoffrey* I do well believe it.

[turnthepage_boy]

*smiles brightly* I am in a number of other things, as well!

[pretty_sweeting]

*raises an eyebrow* Indeed?

[thanitohercules]

*bows gallantly* Madam.

All my welcomes and a thousand well-wishes to pave the path. Sanity hath nary a hold here, I fear, but alas, where doth it differ?

[pretty_sweeting]

*curtsies* I thank you, your highness.

I have found your words to be all too true, in my humble experience. Sometimes I think myself the only sane one in Illyria.

[desfeuilles]

Delighted, mam'selle.

Imagine, a woman to fall in love with another woman while she is dressed as a man!

Ah, you'll fit right in here, then. :)

Besides, methinks he has a "thing,"

I should hope.

[pretty_sweeting]

Good sir, I hope you do not fancy I am proud of my folly!

*has not the slightest idea what you are talking about*

(Typist: Gah, not again! Sorry about that.)