Clash of the Tragedians

[lauzeta]

AESCHYLUS:... You can tag any old thing onto your iambs, like "and a tuffet of wool," "and a cruet of oil," "and a diminutive sack..." Look, I'll show you

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[fuzzycoatimundi]

Go sock and underwear-buying. Er. Right.

Good luck. And don't worry, your hair wil stay. I will ensure it.

[lauzeta]

Yeah, I thought that was a good thing to do, myself. :D

Thanks for the luck. I may need it. *fear and trembling*

[imaginaryfriend]

"fiery burning passion of a thousand suns"?!?

why are you stealing my phrases? PHRASE THIEF!!!

hee.

[lauzeta]

*clutches phrase* You can't have it! It's mine! MINE I SAY!

*cough* Er, great minds think alike? :D

[imaginaryfriend]

apparently! I'm still willing to fight you to the death for it, however!
or even to the pain...

[lauzeta]

Hey, hey. There's no need to get vicious.

[lalaithlockhart]

I hope you got SOME sleep last night.
Oh, Vie. You OWN this class. It'll be great. Could anyone have been groupies for this class more than our gang? I've barely studied and am concievably heading headfirst into a cruet of oil squall, but I'm still expecting to enjoy the exam despite my terrible performance in it. You: you've done the readings, you know the classics, you're terribly smart with this stuff, you love the stage! You: heading for TOTAL VICTORY! At least with a good share of luck and the aid of Dionysus, which I here wish upon you and whom I invoke in our aid. :D This, with luck, is going to be fun, even if our success is in variable doubt. :D But we aren't going to make like Cleonymus.

[lauzeta]

I got lots of sleep. Relatively. :D

Hm, we could bring a bottle or two of wine and then start tearing people to shreds. That'd get Dionysus on our side!

... then again, maybe not. :D :D :D Good luck!

[lalaithlockhart]

Aghh! Moritura sum! See you in a little while.

[bang_hiss_meow]

Have you ever tried sleep-dancing?

It's fun.

[lauzeta]

What huh what?