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[precedented]

Who: Leto + You
Broadcast: Text
Action: SS Blameless
When: August 4th

So it seems we've returned to enclosed quarters once more. Let's play a game to liven things up.

Who would you fuck, marry or kill on the Fleet?

I suppose to make it even harder, you could limit it to your ship.

Comments

[fuga]

guidance, yes, but frankness? perhaps not.
i trust your word, and your judgement on yourself.

[precedented]

Too much of one thing can lead to imbalance in another.

Just as well. I'm not one for subterfuge.

[fuga]

no. i think I would like you less if you were.

[precedented]

I see little reason in it.

[ He does enjoy the game, when he can play with someone worthy. Some of the Westeros folk aren't too bad at it. They know the line between blood and politics. But they're still not quite to the level he's used to.

In a way, Loki has been the only one to truly match him there. Everyone else . . . too young, too full of ideas that run away with them. ]

I confuse them greatly as it is.

[fuga]

you do not need games to be confusing and marvellous.
no. i think you know that already. i shall not flatter you.

[ Lauralae knows she is too literal, too naive to play such games. She will never match Leto, and she knows it. She will never barter with that side of him. ]

[precedented]

The truth is enough for me

[ And it has to be. ]

[fuga]

and i shall always give you it, should you ask me anything.

[precedented]

I know.

[fuga]

good.
leto. will i see you again soon?

[precedented]

Of course. Whenever you like.

[fuga]

i shall come to you.
do you wish to see lazarus?

[precedented]

I would like that.

[fuga]

then i shall arrange it.

[precedented]

Thank you.