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[confined_to_briah]

( A day filled with the memories of betrayals, hm? Alexiel is glad that certain residents are no longer in the city. Otherwise she would have more than one knife in her back.

However, after feeling the impulse to right her betrayals (i.e. by using someone else like a pin-cushion), she decides to spend the day high above most of the other citizens. While a knife in her back wouldn't kill her or keep her down for long, it would hurt and she doesn't want to deal with the inevitable backlash of "I wasn't myself!" etc. etc..

Oh city, you never disappoint. )

Should anyone feel I've betrayed them, I suggest that you buy a doll and take out your frustrations on it.

( Her voice is laced with bitter amusement. )

I think it would do you more good in the long run.

Comments

[sympathyforme]

I was always one for low blows.

[That's why he was banished to pun hell.]

[confined_to_briah]

( The lowest level of pun hell. )

Fortunately for you, I don't mind low blows.

[sympathyforme]

[At least she follows him. Again.]

So I discovered.

[confined_to_briah]

( This is just amusing and she's in the mood for something other than "BEWARE OF THE IDES OF MARCH". No one wants to feel like Caesar. )

You do have some skill in that department.

[sympathyforme]

You're an inspiring target.

[Everyone is taking it so serious, they can just have fun for a change.]

[confined_to_briah]

Even after all this time?

[sympathyforme]

If I could tire of you, Alexiel, then I would have a long time ago.