[ he chuckles - - ]
Embarrassed? Oh, no. It is simply not a side of you I see often.
Embarrassed? Oh, no. It is simply not a side of you I see often.
Ockham wouldn't be O.S if they weren't the better candidate. [Firmly.] So it was some of both, and I think we both mellowed out after the bash' adopted Lesley—The orphan from the Juniper hit. [The one they had played to demonstrate O.S's abstract influence.]
[Hums thoughtfully.] It's hard to believe no-one would be keeping an eye on someone like that. But it sounds nice.
[Hums thoughtfully.] It's hard to believe no-one would be keeping an eye on someone like that. But it sounds nice.
Really? [looking up at him, eyebrows raised.] Did you want to be Emet-Selch?
I do think they were the best choice, at least until the circumstances changed. The decisions O.S has to make needs a steady hand, and there's no-one steadier than Ockham.
But there were practical considerations. Ockham's always had a better handle on Thisbe and less grief with Cato. And my time was better spent keeping Ganymede in office. I have to turn down office myself every year, or else I'd be co-consul at this point.
I do think they were the best choice, at least until the circumstances changed. The decisions O.S has to make needs a steady hand, and there's no-one steadier than Ockham.
But there were practical considerations. Ockham's always had a better handle on Thisbe and less grief with Cato. And my time was better spent keeping Ganymede in office. I have to turn down office myself every year, or else I'd be co-consul at this point.
[They pout slightly. ] I'm starting to think something happened between you two.
[Sighs!] My wisdom, huh. I think I annoy Valour just by existing; I haven't really been trying. But I do think he's kind of stuck-up. It wouldn't kill him to relax a little.
[Sighs!] My wisdom, huh. I think I annoy Valour just by existing; I haven't really been trying. But I do think he's kind of stuck-up. It wouldn't kill him to relax a little.
[ it turns out being freezing and lacking in some blood may not be a good mix, in fact. he shivers a bit -- at least the heat of the dorms does help but he curls in closer, not wanting Emet-Selch to stop, either, raking fingers through his hair. ]
Of course -- I will tell you if it becomes too much.
Of course -- I will tell you if it becomes too much.
[ he exhales as he pulls back -- a bit heavily, his movements more lethargic as he idly strokes through his hair ]
If only ... I bled wine, or something more pleasing ...
If only ... I bled wine, or something more pleasing ...

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