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[iustus_rex]

Edmund has been in the bar for some time now without an entrance post, because his player is a doofus.

Just at the moment, he's got tea and his notebook again, sitting at a table in the middle of the room.

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[is_a_boy]

Yes the player is a doofus. But we still love the player.

Tea sounds like a good idea. Blaise moves to the bar to get some and accidently bumps the table Edmund is sitting at.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

[is_a_boy]

He shrugs.

"It's okay. I'm actually glad I'm dead. It may sound horrible, but I am. It's much better here."

He smiles a tiny bit, thinking of the girl sleeping in the bower outside.

[iustus_rex]

He blinks.

"Do you by any chance know a young woman named Kitty Pryde?"

[is_a_boy]

He frowns a little.

"I'm afraid I don't. Why?"

[iustus_rex]

He shakes his head, smiling again a bit.

"What you said just reminded me of something I'd spoken about with her. She said she knew a few people who were glad they were dead."

[is_a_boy]

"Oh. Well, I am. Being dead solves more than one of the problems that I had while I was living."

[iustus_rex]

He nods.

"I suppose it would, with a few people, although I'd think that with most it would simply give them more problems."

[is_a_boy]

He shrugs.

"I suppose. But most aren't in love with a girl who is already dead. Or have a father who wants them to work for a dark wizard."

[iustus_rex]

Edmund blinks.

"And I take it that that's the case with you, rather?"

[is_a_boy]

Blaise smirks.

"When I first came here, I was alive. But then I fell in love with Ophelia, who was dead.

My father... in a year I was to pledge my allegiance to a man who I had no desire to serve. So I helped the other side. My father was not too happy about that."

Blaise needs tea. So he orders some from a passing rat.

[iustus_rex]

Edmund takes rather a large sip of his own tea, absently wishing perhaps that it was wine instead.

"He might not have been, but were you?"

[is_a_boy]

Blaise blinks, thanking the rat that brings him a cup of tea.

"Was I happy about what? Helping the other side? Yes, I was. I wanted to do it. It got me killed, but I'm still happy that I helped."

[iustus_rex]

"Which side is which?"

[is_a_boy]

Blaise lifts an eyebrow.

"Like I said, my father wanted me to work for a dark wizard. This dark wizard wants to kill all muggle-born wizards, and anyone who stands in his way. There are a group of wizards who are trying to stop him. I helped that side."

He takes a sip of the tea.

[iustus_rex]

He nods.

"Right, sorry."

And takes a sip of his tea.

"I'm sorry you died, but I suppose I'm quite glad for you that you managed to solve several of your problems when you did so."

Or... well, glad isn't quite right, but then neither is solve.

[is_a_boy]

Blaise shrugs again, taking another sip. He looks at Edmund.

"What part of England are you from?"

Yes, he is changing the subject. Why do you ask?