Nine Duels

[tangodelamuerte]

Christmastide comes. All speak of it, surely all celebrate. Holy Rome keeps it's tradition herein. This city may not be all lost. I must seek out a priest to absolve me before the holiest night. I seek not the ear nor attention of Saint Nicholas especially. Juliet should tell her wishes. Mayhaps an elf will listen to carry the message to his master

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[call_me_spooky]

...a ghost?

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[tangodelamuerte]

I speak truly. No other explanation could suffice.

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[call_me_spooky]

Someone you knew? Or just a random spook?

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[tangodelamuerte]

I knew the man. He was more wronged by a false friend than the edge of my rapier yet did not believe such.

[deathbutler]

I imagine I'll wait for my praise, then~ ♥

[tangodelamuerte]

Bite thy tongue, villain!

[deathbutler]

And if I refuse?~

[tangodelamuerte]

A refusal to back down on a pasted dead event to seek praise much passed like a storm is dishonorable. Art thou so low a creature?

o look...it's a placeholder [slides...back soon!]

[oshutup]

Thank you, Tybalt. Your praise is well marked and your loyalties as well.

I do suggest that you be wary, as she will likely rise again unless we are fortunate enough to have had her disappear, and any friend of ours is doubtless an enemy to her.

o hay i fell asleep lolz

[tangodelamuerte]

Only given out of honest joy for thy fortune. A grand day indeed.

Jest not on such a thing, brave man. How can she arise once more from this state?

aw, did you sleep well at least? <3

[oshutup]

As you say.

I'm afraid it is not a jest. This place seems to keep the dead in a strange manner, letting them continue on in many ways as if they were living.

yessu it was purty nice. :3

[tangodelamuerte]

But... what fool would challenge after the grave?

[ofmyderriere]

There are old people here, too, aren't there?

[tangodelamuerte]

So very few in numbers. I think that should they be about, they hang in shadows and lurk slowly. Spinsters and spiders a like.

[ofmyderriere]

Well! I guess I haven't really seen anybody that old, and everybody's been kind of surprised by baby, so maaaaaybe you're onto something with this age thing.

Possibly.

[tangodelamuerte]

Observation only made out of my inexperience, lady. So to does it have a slight ring of possibility.

[comfortablygray]

This just gets weirder and weirder.

Hey, Tybalt.

[tangodelamuerte]

Hail and good day to you! I fear we have not spoken prior. And no mannerless wretch am I, so soon to seek a remedy for it. How now art thee, proud lord this day?

[comfortablygray]

We have spoken, actually. About my daughter, Claire. Not too long ago. Anyway. I'm good. How're you?

[tangodelamuerte]

So soon to stumble, terry rash.

Well in my way, good sir. A fine daughter you've brought to this world. And so same with another you help with. I speak of Eden, thou knowst of my request to entertain her for an afternoon perhaps til evening?