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[impure_tale]

The truth can be very entertaining, but better, my sweets, when it's given willingly.

[Private to Iago]

I doubt you are enjoying yourself as much as I am, so I have a proposal. Come to my cabin. We'll sit and talk -- or rather ask questions. I am affected -- I do not know if you are, but I have little reason to suppose you are not. So better to ride it out in a safe place, oui? And with all hope the flood shall have concluded by tomorrow.

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[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

[placatingly] You're moderately experienced and attractive. But you are also my Inmate, and I would not dream of taking advantage.

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[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[Iago wrinkled his nose.] How do you know that? [He considered his options, though, struggling to think with his fuzzy brain. If he left, he ran the risk of getting caught in the hallways and seen both drunk and truthful. If he stayed, then he could really just pass out and not care. The second option was starting to seem better.]

But..I'll...stay.

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[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

I don't. But I wasn't about to call you 'adventurous'. [A smirk.]

And very well. You have the sofa.

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[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[He made his way over to it and collapsed down, feeling more than a little dizzy.]

What would you call me, then? I'm not boring.

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[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

As I said. 'Moderately experienced'. It is a fair guess. I should hope you and Judas have not been together all this time without doing something.

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[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[Iago snorted again.] I'm not discussing that with you.

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[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

And as you can see, I am not making you.

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[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[Iago flopped back on the couch, realizing that the Marquis was right.] Well...good. [He always had to have the last word. Or what he thought was the last word.]