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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Apr 1, 2021 13:41:46 GMT
(Do I notice him eyeballing me?)
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Post by Storyteller on Apr 1, 2021 13:43:46 GMT
(Yes, you do!)
"What a lovely service," sniffs Melius. "It really makes you appreciate life. And sex..."
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Apr 1, 2021 13:49:28 GMT
I'm used to being ogled on occasion in these ceremonies so I ignore it. "Thank you Melius. I agree with you. My work here always impels me to enjoy this life while I have it. Perhaps we should all go out for a good meal and good drink?"
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Post by Diocles on Apr 1, 2021 13:51:28 GMT
"To the Sundel Maid!" I cry out.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Apr 1, 2021 13:53:36 GMT
"I'll meet you there. I just need to wrap up a few things here." I attend to anything else that needs it, collect Jax and head to the Sundel Maid.
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Post by Diocles on Apr 1, 2021 13:55:35 GMT
I go on ahead in my litter, inviting the Cygnets to walk alongside me and chat all the way there, have a good time, and enjoy life, for you never know when you might get quartered! "Ha ha! I'm just really happy to be alive."
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Post by Storyteller on Apr 1, 2021 13:57:23 GMT
Half an hour finds the Cygnets, Caoimhghin and his bodyslaves, the Haruspex, and Jax all in the Sundel Maid. Drinks are ordered, and Petronius and Anak-Sa'ir are toasted.
"Who is going to play the Thief?" asks Melius. "And what about the other actors? I'm pretty sure they're at the theatre tonight."
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Post by Diocles on Apr 1, 2021 13:58:09 GMT
"Come now, lads!" I say in a chiding tone. "We don't know if Anak is gone forever yet!"
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Post by Storyteller on Apr 1, 2021 14:03:08 GMT
"Well, I'm sure the contract with the Prian is void anyway," adds Maximus. "There's no way the play could have gone off tonight, not with Anak-Sa'ir and Petronius both gone. I wonder if they're back at Desolation Row now? Should we send them an invite to join us?"
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Apr 1, 2021 15:05:54 GMT
"I'm sorry, send an invite to whom?"
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Post by Diocles on Apr 1, 2021 21:52:25 GMT
"I assume they mean the rest of the acting troupe, Anak's followers."
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Apr 1, 2021 23:34:25 GMT
"The more the merrier. send them a message."
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Post by Storyteller on Apr 2, 2021 0:03:42 GMT
Your invitation soon has its effect. Within an hour's time, Abhi, Dalil el-Alam, Engli Thorredson, and Erramel arrive. They are horribly distraught.
Abhi, the Sundel, speaks first. "What has happened? We lost the the contract for 'Thief of Hearts' because neither Petronius nor Anak-Sa'ir showed up! And now you're all having a party?"
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Post by Diocles on Apr 2, 2021 0:34:01 GMT
"We're holding a solemn remembrance for Petronius who, alas, was slain!"
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Post by Storyteller on Apr 2, 2021 0:43:25 GMT
"What?" Thorred gasps. "Petronius--dead? Who slew him? Why?"
"And what of Anak-Sa'ir?" asks Dalil. "Where is he? Why did he fail to appear for his performance?"
Obviously, they do not consider Petronius' death sufficient reason for Anak-Sa'ir to miss!
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