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[peacefullywreathed]

This is Solomon Wreath speaking. To whom do I have the pleasure?

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[peacefullywreathed]

Depending on the rock, I'm sure.

It isn't naturally-growing in the wild. Although I wonder if we made landfall again ...

[Wistful.]

Pity it only numbs pain, and doesn't actually cause euphoria.

[denyamenti]

When we go diamond hunting, I'll change my tune.

[ He shrugs a little. ]

Depends on what the pain is, I guess.

[peacefullywreathed]

I'm flattered by your faith in me.

['When', huh?]

True. I've no idea if it works on pains of the soul, magical or not.

[denyamenti]

[ he shrugs again, even though it's an audio feed; he wants to change the subject ]

You'll let me know if you get into trouble?

[peacefullywreathed]

So you can complain about having to clean up my mess again?

[Threads of amusement there.]

[denyamenti]

I'd rather clean up your mess than your corpse, so I suppose.

[peacefullywreathed]

Why Baku-san, I'm touched. Truly.

[denyamenti]

Don't.

[peacefullywreathed]

[As much as Solomon knows the name irritates Bakura, the venom is startling.]

To which part are you objecting most strenuously?

[denyamenti]

That's not my name. I'm already missing enough of-- I don't need the stupid pun from you too.

[peacefullywreathed]

[There's a moment of silence.]

Of course, Bakura. My apologies.

[And this time the pronunciation, unlike the modern Japanese version Bakura has been using at large, is what it would have been in Egyptian a long time ago.]

[denyamenti]

[ A not-quite indrawn breath; it's not surprising that Solomon knows what it would have been, even if Bakura never told him explicitly. But it still causes a bit more of a visceral reaction from him, in direct opposite to what Baku-san had. ]

Fine.

[peacefullywreathed]

[Time to change the subject again.]

If I'm to have any particular trouble, it will likely be in the form of having my being shredded again. Death right now is--sharp.

[denyamenti]

So I shouldn't drop by for a visit, I take it.

[peacefullywreathed]

Please don't.

[Pained. He knows he was joking, partly, but the very thought makes Solomon cringe.]

[denyamenti]

Another time, then.

[ IE; let me know when you've pulled yourself together. ]

[peacefullywreathed]

I've been neglecting my control of the khajbit lately, anyway.

[Read: Want to help him train that when the time comes?]

[denyamenti]

I'm aware.

[peacefullywreathed]

Stalker. Should I be flattered or concerned?

[denyamenti]

[ linefacing so much! feed goes click ]

[peacefullywreathed]

[Yes, well, that was the most amusement he's had all day. Worth it.]