I meant for your cult buddies. Imagine plotting a nefarious plan for 200 years and getting creamed right at the finish line.
[Making light of it helps shave off the edge of awkwardness. It's a violent confession, uncomfortable, but not intimate. Not in any way that she might discern.
He doesn't seem open to sweet words of comfort anyhow.]
I'd toast to your good health if I had a drink. You'll have to settle with plain well wishes instead.
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scrapdraught) wrote2024-06-09 08:28 pm
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Sounds like you all lead a very exciting life. [And an alarming one.] If you're ever in the market for a memoir, look me up.
Why'd they want to sacrifice you? Wrong place wrong time, or...?
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More colourful that average, I suppose. If I feel like documenting everything one day, maybe I will.
[ ... ]
It was about 200 years in the making, or so it turned out. But, yes. I suppose it did start with wrong place and wrong time.
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[Awful long while to wait for a plot to bear fruit. Then again his age on the profile had stuck out like a sore thumb.]
Even more the pity.
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[Making light of it helps shave off the edge of awkwardness. It's a violent confession, uncomfortable, but not intimate. Not in any way that she might discern.
He doesn't seem open to sweet words of comfort anyhow.]
I'd toast to your good health if I had a drink. You'll have to settle with plain well wishes instead.