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[tigredufeu]

[There's a very small redhead that everyone should be familiar with, he's sitting in a courtyard with a book, it's a very big tome and old too.]

Taqueant colloquia effugiat risus hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae...

Tch. I need to go ask Bookman why he has me reading this. I'd rather sit in with the Minister.

[He's got fresh bandages on his eye and won't answer to Lavi. He's eight after all, not eighteen.]