[Welp, It's Priscilla. And she looks slightly irritated. Maybe even more than slightly. Her nose is all wrinkly, and she's pacing a little, moving in and out of the camera's field as it sits, perched on her desk, recording her restlessness.]...I don't know how I get myself involved in these things. But I guess I'm going to be fighting in the
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[Yeah, Helen's bouncy too. For totally opposite reasons.]
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Well, it's not so much the beer as the match.
[So she's happier about the fighting than the drinking. Glad we cleared that up.]
It's not like we can lose!
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Well... in theory we could l-- ...well, no, we probably can't.
I definitely wouldn't mind the cheering though. But. Come to think of it, what if Deneve sees you. Or... err. It. The fight. [AND THE OBJECT OF THE FIGHT.]
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[Also you got an observatory and Rigaldo is getting a date with Dawn how is any of this fair B| ]
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...I have fought in the arena from time to time, though...
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What circumstances?
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And I thought I just said not to ask about that!
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[He's sitting on the edge of his bed, his direwolf curled up on top the comforters next to him. They both watch the camera with molten golden eyes.]
What's this about an Arena fight involving you, though? How did you find yourself caught up in such a thing? I realize you said not to ask, but I find it difficult not to...all things considering.
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[She tips the Forge back slightly, letting her watch him more directly. She smiles.]
...anyway. The Arena thing is a little... well. It's embarrassing. And not as much for me as for...everyone else involved. But also for me because I shouldn't have let him talk me into it.
You could at least go private when you ask about things I just said not to ask about!
[And then a little breath.]
...that wolf is going to outgrow your bed, one day.
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[A pause.]
I never imagined it would be so splendid. The idea came from something I read, yet it was much more wonderful to behold.
[His fingers dip into Senji's long, thick fur, heavy with the arrival of winter. He keeps growing, the direwolf. Bigger and bigger, but Isley doesn't seem to mind.]
[Another place, another time, he might have killed the beast and thought nothing of it. Here, after seeing Priscilla's collection of pets, after growing fond of her and not just what she might become...well. Everything changed.]
[He smiles back at her.]
I'm certain he will, but he doesn't like sleeping in the lodgings across the property that were prepared for him. He follows me almost everywhere.
[And now, leaning toward the Forge, tapping a button, he switches over to private.]
Happy now? Tell me about what happened.
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And yes, it-- Oh, wait.
[...sigh. Private!]
Yes it is!
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Someone stole... err, something... from Helen and we went to get it back but we kind of got talked into fighting for it instead, which is embarrassing, but in fairness they were using it to fight in the Arena, and it's a bit harder to deal with that kind of thing in Dismas than in Anatole.
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...oh! Are you the one whose brother was-- oh!
[HER EYES, HER EYES, SHE DIDNT NEED TO SEE TERESA MAKING OUT WITH ANYONE.]
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[Or anything else, she doesn't know.]
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[Especially if it's free.]
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