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Beautiful day. Summer's last performance/opening act for Fall.

Like to go for a walk, Solomon?

(You've a hand in this, I hope.)

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You were on the prowl.

That doesn't quite explain why he's not my type.

You're not exactly one of the 'fairer sex'.

That would be his type. Not mine.

Though you are far from him type as well.

Edited 2012-09-04 22:50 (UTC)

We're friends.

Is that what they call it these days?

Sorry to disappoint, but nothing is going on.

I know. You aren't a young looking girl with crimson eyes and short black hair with vengeance burning in her blood.

...so you're 'Nathan'. Please don't mention that damn girl again.

Saya? I don't think you have a right to tell me who I can and cannot mention.

Moon over her, too?

She is our Queen. Is that not our purpose?

Then again, I doubt you would comprehend such a thing.

'Our', as in 'your', which excludes me.

Oh good. I can dislike you intensely without pretending to like you.

What lovely news.

Solomon only mentioned you once or twice in passing. Never anything more than the name. Hence why I didn't make the connection earlier.

Pity. I rather like you.

Once your personality doesn't remind me of a cockroach, we'll talk.

Ironic; the deities refer to us as 'ants'.

Really? I like that. We come in droves and carry more than our bodies might suggest. We also follow a queen and work together to achieve an end.

Honestly, ants aren't so terrible.

I suspect it's more because we're kept in a habitat. Uncle Milton's farm on a grand scale.

So we have an audience too.

Don't expect applause. They seem to ignore us most of the time.

I don't see a problem then.

Again; enjoy your stay here.

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