I drew a picture of you, asshole.
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“Nice young saints do not use profanities, Ajora.”
Of all the people he had expected to see in Tsenoble, Celes was not one of them. But something seemed a little off. He turned to Venat, whispered a few words, and then made the decision to approach. “Celes, my dear!” he exclaimed, holding his arms out wide to her. “It’s been some time. Forgive me, I do not mean to pry… but you do not look well.” He adjusted his spectacles on his face, peering at her knowingly all the while.
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Hello Ffamran. It’s good to see you, my boy…or is it?
Oh…? What’s that, Venat? Hmm. You don’t say. My son is gay?
Now, now, boy. I thought to teach you better than that. Tsk tsk.
Well, it’s as they say. “Lie down with the dog and…
get fleas”?
So tell me, my son. My prodigal, pirate scum. Who is your hairy beast?
A Hume by the name of Jules, Doctor.
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………Are you at least using condoms?
draklorleah asked:Um. [clears throat] But you know- I have a friend that uh... Well you see- he's really into Literature, and Magics Engineering, and... Maybe... the two of you... [weaves fingers together] ... friends?
A friend, you say? Hm! Well! I trust your judgment of fellow man. Why, yes! You must invite him over!
draklorleah asked:Uh-;; Doctor, I'm sorry about last night. [rubbing the back of her neck] ... I was out of line.
No, it is quite alright. I… *mumbles* I ought to, erm, apologize as well-
draklorleah asked:BUT I WAS NEAR DEATH SO OFTEN. AND... AND THE AFFLICTIONS. THE MONSTERS. DOCTOR, WHY
“Ah, yes. The Vivians. That will be a problem, if we are to plan any sort of social event…”
“…I’m sorry, you said something about death?”
draklorleah asked:I mean a lovely place when you get down to the crystal, and a real serene look-
“Isn’t it? It would be a rather lovely place to have a company party, wouldn’t you say?”
