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[impure_tale]

Gad, has it truly been so long since I last penned an entry?

This is what happens when you forsake the modern conveniences for traditional parchment and ink, my lovelies. It escapes you. Am I very missed, I wonder?

(ooc: The Marquis has had time to lick his wounds, so to speak, but he's been fairly non-present elsewhere on the Barge. Attending meals but not much for conversation, walking his dog, and of course, humming in his room while he writes.)

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[sharpsuitfluffytail]

Why would you even go back to that when the device is so convenient? It doesn't make any sense.

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[impure_tale]

I find it to be relaxing.

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[sharpsuitfluffytail]

If you don't mind the pains to your fingers--which, I'm assuming, you don't. Still seems like a slower process.

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[impure_tale]

"Meditative," even.

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[sharpsuitfluffytail]

[...] To each their own, I suppose.

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[impure_tale]

And what do you prefer?

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[sharpsuitfluffytail]

To relax or to communicate? Because, for me, those two are mutually exclusive.

[bob_fraser_rcmp]

What have you been writing?

[impure_tale]

Would you like to see?

[bob_fraser_rcmp]

I would, if you like to show.

[impure_tale]

I'll have to transcribe.

[bob_fraser_rcmp]

Well, if that's too much trouble for you, Marquis, I won't hold it against you.

[impure_tale]

Merely ascertaining whether you would be willing to wait.

[surrenders]

[She's... kind of looking for an opportunity to talk to anyone that doesn't involve a particular third party. So you get this.]

Sometimes you got to get away from all this, right?

[impure_tale]

Much agreed, cheri. It's been a welcome release, to be perfectly honest.

[surrenders]

You haven't seemed much you, what I've seen. Think you might have needed that, there's enough goes on you'll go nuts if you try to get it all.

[impure_tale]

Do I detect a hint of concern?

[surrenders]

...if I think about it, yes.

[impure_tale]

I'm touched, truly.

[darknessb4me]

No.

[in arthas language this is practically a "hello! how are you?"]

[impure_tale]

How are you, Arthas?

[darknessb4me]

Bored.

[Definitely a sulk voice.]

Not that that's an invitation.

[impure_tale]

Isn't it? How can I entertain you? Perhaps you would like for me to transcribe my latest works for you as well?

[darknessb4me]

Why do you always write pornography, anyway? What's wrong with poems about... flowers or something.

[Arthas doesn't really understand the point of poems but flowers seem like a thing they'd be about?]

[impure_tale]

I've never met a flower that had much to say.

...Also, I'm not a poet.