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[scoffandjest]

With the intent of seeing Sagramore, or perhaps Lamorak, or anyone else frequently found in the general Mansion area, Sir Dinadan has ventured up to said Mansion. He has paused in the front room, however, to take a moment in front of the fire there because it is Too Damned Cold, if you ask his opinion-- and indeed, even if you don't ask it, because

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[le_desirous]

"You!" is Sagramore's enthusiastic salutation, accompanied by snagging Dinadan by the back of the shirt and pulling him into a hug (fear the domestic Sagramore in the winter, for that is the time of year when it is most active and aggressive).

[le_desirous]

"Oh, the stupid place."

[scoffandjest]

"What, you've run out of pointless fights to get into at last?"

[le_desirous]

"Isn't that revolting? Maybe you should organise one for me."

[scoffandjest]

"Mm, no, I'm not very good at that. I usually just watch while people organize them for themselves."

[le_desirous]

"I am going to go entirely mad, you know."

[scoffandjest]

"That's very fashionable, I hear. All the best knights do it."

[le_desirous]

"Damn it! I'll have to pick something else."

[scoffandjest]

"If you're trying to be unique, you're best off not fighting anyone at all."

[le_desirous]

"Then what in Christ's name am I going to do?"

[scoffandjest]

"Don't look at me. I don't come up with ideas, I follow other people around while they pursue theirs."

[le_desirous]

"But I don't have any more damned ideas," almost plaintively.

[scoffandjest]

"I'm not going to be of any help. There's no point asking."

[le_desirous]

"You're useless," cuffing him gently.

[scoffandjest]

"I try very hard to be so."

[le_desirous]

"I'm well aware of that."