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[friggmagnet]

This was going to be heaps more brilliant when Mike and Ty were still here, but two Kiwis are better than none, eh? So uh,

Happy Waitangi Day!

[Axl stands up to crack open a beer and cheers the ceiling.]

Anyone who's interested come by the pub, yeah? Me and my mates get seriously munted every year and no reason to break the tradition.

[As Axl logs off he attaches a file for you. Revel in the glory of this awesome country.]

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[infernoandhearth]

No, no, I mean, that. You were the one wanting to know. I spoke with you. [He frowns.] Which, the shape change? That's barely anything.

[violenthearted]

[Erik snorts over his glass.]

'Barely anything.' [The repetition is dry, but without edges.] Perhaps we can agree that's a matter of perception. But yes, we spoke, so what were your intentions?

[His interest isn't like Charles's--he doesn't have that ability to make a person feel like they're the only one in the room, like they're being appreciated for something no one else has ever been clever enough to see, but he does have a way of focusing, like the slim end of a knife.]

[infernoandhearth]

Well, the riot was a distraction, and an excuse, really. For a false betrayal and a further distraction and a reason to enter the deity headquarters. We'd a sceptre we intended to mind control the deities with. And then depose them, obviously.

[He remembers he's holding a beer, and drinks some of it.]

[violenthearted]

[Erik is one of those jerks people who treats beer sort of like wine, so he's drinking his slowly and with no real interest in actual inebriation.]

Didn't go as planned?

[Yanno, rhetorically speaking.]

[infernoandhearth]

Oh, well, they resisted the sceptre, and then there wasn't much more we could really do. [Shrug.] We'll work it out eventually, maybe.

[fiveagainstradley]

[This is when David comes over, drunk and sweaterless.]

Oh, hello, Mr. Lehnsherr [Wow there were a lot of "R" sounds in that name.] Are you here for Wai-- Why-- Waytungee Day?

[violenthearted]

[Help his face is kind of smiling, it hurts]

Hello, David. [Drink beer, yes, hide from feelings.] Not--as such, no.


[No, he's here for Charleeeeesssss> Anyway plots.. What would you have done if you'd won?

[infernoandhearth]

[Luke plomps an almost instant arm across David's shoulders.]

Oh, you know. The usual. Made the curses optional to sign up for, I think, because they're still rather good sometimes. Let people go home, or invite people as they want. Make things more fun. We'd be open for input, obviously.

[violenthearted]

[This affection is observed, but not commented upon. There is no reason to make assumptions.]

Sounds remarkably like democracy. Or a benevolent dictatorship, but those are so difficult to distinguish from the outside.

[infernoandhearth]

I just think the whole place would be altogether nicer with a little choice involved, don't you?