Aug 23, 2011 23:30
[Säde waits in the Club castle foyer, hands held behind her as she examines her surroundings, matching them with what she remembers of her last visit. She has caught a nearby Four, sending him to summon his King. No hurry. She came unannounced, after all.]
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"Oh I don't know. I've often held to the axiom that if you're not hurting, you haven't been practicing hard enough - or rather your partner hasn't."
[He follows this deep thought with a deeper draught from his glass - he really does keep meaning to have some proper drinking horns stocked. It would take a great deal of the drink to affect him, but of course she wouldn't know that. He wonders if he's over-doing this little sham of his. He is, after all, an amateur at court intrigue. Oh well, practice most when the outcome isn't critical...]
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[He counters, not taking the discussion seriously, but speaking his mind none the less]
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"We agree on that matter. Do you see this as a problem?"
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"I think you have not seen the same frontier I have - or perhaps you've only read about it in tabloids.
As to tolerance, it's all well and good until one runs out of cheeks to turn."
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The only ones outside who know are the ones we leave to come here- or the ones who leave the Deck after growing up here. What could they possibly have against us?
[Silly question. Her dear brother despises the Deck, as she well knows.]
And there ought to be compromise. The Deck comprises four Suits, not one or two. We can't allow it to be decimated by petty things.
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