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[champions]

I think to move so swiftly would be less—

( fun )

— informative. He has grander schemes, I think. Greater ambitions. Learning his aims might lend me some greater insight.

( Unseen, her head tilts to the side, but perhaps he is familiar enough with the gesture. ) A mage of the Circles. No one of consequence.

( That's what all mages are, after all. Salt salt salt. )

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'No one of consequence, with great ambitions', is a shit combination. One of the worst.

[He's familiar with the gesture. Even the sound of Marisol's voice can conjure up a very clear image of her, posture and face and sometimes even what she might be wearing. The crystal is not quite the same, but Nikos has had a lot of voice-only conversations with Marisol. Usually he was laying on some thick carpet during these conversations, somewhere in the Vivas or the Averesch mansion; usually he was drunk, with his eyes closed or his face buried in an overstuffed pillow. This is not so different.

For one thing, he's a little drunk.]

The bright side is, if he's no one of consequence, he won't be missed. But if we're spying, I'll put my knife away.

[For now.]

[champions]

You are very good to me. Thank you.

( For the readiness to kill, for the not killing. Both are very appreciated. )

Can I ask you a question? About killing. Perhaps more than one.

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Mm,

[Vague agreement, of a sort, lest he accidentally say anything more damning.]

If I say 'no', will you ask it anyways? [Probably. So:] Ask. If I get bored, I'll stop speaking to you.

[champions]

How does it make it make you feel? Is it all business and necessity, or... is more complex?

( feelings are his favourite topic right )

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[Uggggggh feelings]

It gets me hard.

[So flat.]

Do you think there's something unnatural about that?

[champions]

You too?

( A sigh of relief. )

And here I worried I was the only one.

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[She says it quickly enough--and Nikos is, in turn, surprised enough--that he nearly laughs.]

Now that is unnatural.

[champions]

Don't judge me for my many talents.

( sorry about your life, Nikos )

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A talent.

Your slang is outdated, prima. They call it something else these days.