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[motherof_bone]

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[endure_soldier]

{Dante wonders, faintly, what it means to be a witch. What makes the wicked? What makes magic?}

[proudsuccessor]

Uncle.

[endure_soldier]

{He smiles upon her, dotingly.}

Adina, querida.

[proudsuccessor]

What were thinking, uncle? I could see it on your face.

[She's a tall woman, just like her mother, she reaches out to press her index finger between his eyes.]

[restrainorder]

Huh?

[eldestnephite]

[Stares down at him with a raised eyebrow.]

It seems clear enough.

[restrainorder]

It doesn't make any sense!

[eldestnephite]

[Bemused, he has two little brothers, he can be both patient and infuriating.]

Doesn't it?

[smokingrockstar]

I thought thunder and water didn't mix.

[solarpurpura]

Great rushing waters make their own thunder.

[broke_it]

[Jude got punched in the face recently, a discerning lady should have no trouble telling.]

Depends on the 'thunder', Maudey.

[watercardinal]

Water, huh?

othniel's a cancer, btw

[benqanaz]

Perhaps... it is poetic...

[wantsakitteh]

...that looks like a Charlie Chaplin movie scene. You know, the little words? Yeah?

[solarpurpura]

Who?

[wantsakitteh]

Charlie Chaplin? Dude in the black and white movies with the hat and the moustache and the walking cane and the walk?

[solarpurpura]

Don't most men walk?