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[unluckychimera]

[A fleet of large sailing ships - apparently some sort of battleship, mostly - are bearing down on two smaller vessels that seem to have crashed into each other. On the deck of one of the ships, a young woman with dark hair is directing them into battle.]

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[astralwhirlwind]

I see you've found Miss Lina.

Why are you two together, indeed. The man in blue must be your Inspector.

[astralwhirlwind]

And here I was hoping you would say the former.

[unluckychimera]

Like I said, you're normally perceptive enough to pick things like that up.

[astralwhirlwind]

Is the sky falling?

Thank you very much.

[unluckychimera]

You know, if you don't like me stating the obvious, you could try not being obtuse.

[astralwhirlwind]

But I like it. Besides which it couldn't be too tiring to repeat yourself ad nauseam once you've grown used to it. Thinking of fresh things to say requires more effort yes?

[unluckychimera]

Perhaps, but it's more interesting, too.

[astralwhirlwind]

You like interesting now do you?

[unluckychimera]

When it doesn't involve you yanking my chain, yes.

[astralwhirlwind]

My my. How specific. I suppose that means you wouldn't like it if I were to say

respond to you

as if you were an old friend? Mister Zelgadiss.

[unluckychimera]

I thought you already did. Well, for certain values of the word 'friend', anyway.

[astralwhirlwind]

Would you prefer it if I didn't?

[unluckychimera]

I wasn't aware my preferences actually had anything to do with the matter. At this point, though, it would seem strange if you didn't.

[astralwhirlwind]

They don't.

[unluckychimera]

That's about what I expected.

[astralwhirlwind]

I assume you've already reached port?