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[impure_tale]

Well. If one must die....

[There's a humming, almost singsong quality to the Marquis' voice when he speaks, but it seems forced. He's returned to his own chambers to recover from the death toll; there seemed to be too many people there anyway, and he's a veteran to Barge death by now.]

I wonder -- would anyone care to volunteer a little time to walk my dog while I am resting over the next few days?

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[megamind]

[ Megamind arched one delicate brow; okay, the Marquis de Sade is trying to challenge him. Great. Megamind just sighed and said, so very dry: ]

I've been in prison a very long time. Nothing you can possibly do will surprise me, Marquis. But I'll text before I drop by to make sure you're not indisposed.

[impure_tale]

Careful, dumpling. I might consider that a challenge.

[megamind]

Didn't I just say not to?

[impure_tale]

No, you did not. You claimed that I could not surprise you.

I, for one, relish surprises.

[megamind]

I don't unless I'm the one springing them.

[impure_tale]

[You are adorable]

I shall try to bear that in mind.

[megamind]

[ Megamind is so screwed. ]

You do that.

I'll walk your dog.

[impure_tale]

It is much appreciated, Monsieur.