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[parricida]

Who: Elim Garak and YOU
Broadcast: Network wide at first; to the Red Fish ship afterwards
Action: In his room
When: December 28th

[A wholly pleasant smile appears on the network. While the face it's attached to is . . . reptilian, to say the least, at least the smile is friendly. Prominent ridges outline Garak's cheekbones and where a human's eyebrows would be; his black hair is neatly combed back from his face.]

I wonder . . . while the planet below is quite charming, I find myself rather disliking the temperature. And while I can amuse myself with embroidery, I find myself wanting nothing more than a good book. Do any of you have recommendations? I'm somewhat familiar with Terran literature; a friend of mine even says I have a favorite genre: realistic fiction, if that's any help.

My sincerest gratitude to any who might help.

[A beat. He cuts off the feed and adds to the members of the Red Fish:]

Coil. Might I ask you to stop by when you've a spare moment?

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[parricida]

I've heard of the merit of dragons from several people so far. Are they truly that appealing?

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he suddenly laughs!]

No! They're a bunch of assholes.

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[parricida]

My word, that's a rather harsh description!

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh, Garak, if only you knew... he reels in his giggling until he can talk, very amused. he leans forward in his chair, tilting lazily to one side.]

Oh, every dragon I've ever met has been selfish, petty, egotistical, over-opinionated, tempermental... or crazy! Flat-out crazy. Ah...

[he takes a deep breath, smiling wide.]

Very good friends, some of them.

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[parricida]

Any here I ought to know about?

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, I'd hate to ruin their game.

[he never stops grinning.]

Good luck, friend.