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[impure_tale]

I see it's this nonsense again. [Leer] I always did enjoy an audience.

As it is, there is little reason that business cannot continue as normal, just because we have a few additional listeners.

[Look who is being forcefully "normal" -- for him, anyway. It has nothing to do with the transmissions.]

Richard Riddick, it is high time we sat down and had a little discussion about port.

Comments

[colormejellerz]

Siri, why don't doctors just use X-Ray specs?

[impure_tale]

I'm afraid I am unaware of this technology.

[colormejellerz]

Siri, how many jobs did Steve have?

[wontturntofoam]

Are you some kind of professional performer?

[Narrows eyes. You don't look like a professional performer, Marquis.]

[impure_tale]

At times, though it has been some years since I last graced a stage. I prefer to write.

[wontturntofoam]

What kind of performances do you do?

Books trouble me. I like performances better.

[impure_tale]

Dramatic ones, naturally.

[wontturntofoam]

I have seen two different kinds of performances - three, if you count Karaoke - and they have all been quite dramatic, while also being very different from one another.

Be more specific!

[impure_tale]

Specifically, cherub, I mean plays.

[wontturntofoam]

[Cherub! That sounds nice, so you get a little smile, Marquis.]

I saw a play once. I didn't really follow what was happening in it, but there were wolves and the hero fell off the stage at one point.

What plays were you in?

[witchofdesserts]

[Look, Marquis! Something like a living plushie is looking at you while in the midst of an adorable tea party.]

[impure_tale]

...Quoi?

[witchofdesserts]

[She tilts her head, not understanding what he's saying.]

[major_west]

You'd call a chance to speak with old friends nonsense?

[impure_tale]

Nonsense, but not at all unpleasant nonsense.

How are you, sparrow?

[major_west]

You never were all that sentimental.

Quite well. Ah… Billy and I attempted to take up swing dancing last month. [IT DIDN'T LAST.]

And how have you been? I take it the Barge is as… civilised as ever.

[impure_tale]

[If the Marquis knew what swing dancing was he can tell you he doesn't remember you being that flexible.]

It's far too civilized, if you ask me. No one to balk when I utter blasphemies. No scandalized shrieks when I publish a story.

[Dramatic sigh]

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm losing my talent.

[major_west]

Perhaps there's simply not enough material here these days.

Private

[with_my_teacup]

Sure. Your place or mine?

Private

[impure_tale]

Mine will suffice.

Spam

[with_my_teacup]

[When Riddick knocks, he seems neither smug nor guilty nor sheepish nor worried. Just mildly curious, over-tinged with a bit of 'what arbitrary rule now?']

S'up, warden?

Spam

[impure_tale]

[Renate technically answers the door first, and the Marquis can be heard shushing her and in French reminding her not to jump. He has to open the door for her first. He ushers Riddick in and shuts the door behind them.]

It is as I said. I wish to discuss what happened in port.

Re: Spam

[with_my_teacup]

I don't know how much 'discuss' we can do. You think there's only one answer to 'kill or be killed', and it ain't the one I work off of.

But hit me.

Spam

[impure_tale]

You're going to. I do not expect you to adopt my philosophy completely, but we will find a middle ground.

[dorianred.livejournal.com]

Bit of a performer then? Well, you're a bit old for my taste- [says the nobleman concealing the onset of age with professionally applied cosmetics because he is a peacock-] -but I appreciate anyone with a bit of showmanship!